[Open Blackout Log]
Who: biggestpuppy & ANYONE - OPEN!
When: Feb. 20th, evening
Where: Roaming sectors 4 and 5
Summary: Kurogane's Core-given powers, already active from his previous time on the island, kick in fully and he's stuck hopping around as a large tripod canine in the middle of the blackout. Feel free to mistake him for a monster or have a chuckle at his expense.
Warnings: Angry three-legged dog. Probably nothing too bad in here, except some language.
((Kurogane's dog form is big, around three feet high at the top of his shoulders. Think extra large Great Dane, but with the look of a long-muzzled, red-eyed German Shepherd the color of deepest black. Just as in his human form, he's missing his entire left arm at the shoulder which means he has to hop when he walks. PS My brain is totally out for the night so replies will be later.))
It was really damn dark out.
Shadows were only darker blotches in the already dark street. The sounds of the night, on this night, were distant screams and shouts caught up with the cries of the supernatural; the air was thick with fear and injury and darkness and the weight of it caused Kurogane's nose to twitch. He was perfectly fine with the surrounding blackness, seeing the city and its inhabitants clearly by means of a trained inner sight. As if that wasn't enough, his enhanced canine senses ensured he could hear and smell exactly what was around him as well.
Dark dark dark dark. Dark was everywhere, making the large black dog lolloping through the street look like just another shadow. Kurogane-turned-dog moved with an awkward gait, hopping on a single forepaw while carrying a long longsword in his mouth. He had ceased his complaints about the situation he was stuck in, not knowing why the hell he suddenly changed into an animal, after a single rumbling growl had stirred up an unfriendly monster. It was at that time that he had realized he wasn't sure how to change back into a human and he discovered that fighting was significantly more difficult as a dog with three legs. Using his sword, unfortunately, was not an option, leaving him with biting. The monster was small and easily bested during his confusion, but its blood left a very foul taste in his mouth.
Kurogane's only desire as he zigzagged his way through the city, avoiding more monster run-ins, was to reach his home and turn the hell back to normal. Finding the way back to his house would be easy.. The ninja let a deep, annoyed growl slip as this thought continued: Being momentarily stuck like this, forced to abandon his clothes that he couldn't carry (only one thing could be taken with him as a dog and there was no way he was leaving his sword behind; his NV headset, thankfully and oddly enough, had slid down and became stuck around his neck when his body had transformed, NO IT ISN'T A COLLAR, DAMMIT), was ironic the real pain in the ass here.
When: Feb. 20th, evening
Where: Roaming sectors 4 and 5
Summary: Kurogane's Core-given powers, already active from his previous time on the island, kick in fully and he's stuck hopping around as a large tripod canine in the middle of the blackout. Feel free to mistake him for a monster or have a chuckle at his expense.
Warnings: Angry three-legged dog. Probably nothing too bad in here, except some language.
((Kurogane's dog form is big, around three feet high at the top of his shoulders. Think extra large Great Dane, but with the look of a long-muzzled, red-eyed German Shepherd the color of deepest black. Just as in his human form, he's missing his entire left arm at the shoulder which means he has to hop when he walks. PS My brain is totally out for the night so replies will be later.))
It was really damn dark out.
Shadows were only darker blotches in the already dark street. The sounds of the night, on this night, were distant screams and shouts caught up with the cries of the supernatural; the air was thick with fear and injury and darkness and the weight of it caused Kurogane's nose to twitch. He was perfectly fine with the surrounding blackness, seeing the city and its inhabitants clearly by means of a trained inner sight. As if that wasn't enough, his enhanced canine senses ensured he could hear and smell exactly what was around him as well.
Dark dark dark dark. Dark was everywhere, making the large black dog lolloping through the street look like just another shadow. Kurogane-turned-dog moved with an awkward gait, hopping on a single forepaw while carrying a long longsword in his mouth. He had ceased his complaints about the situation he was stuck in, not knowing why the hell he suddenly changed into an animal, after a single rumbling growl had stirred up an unfriendly monster. It was at that time that he had realized he wasn't sure how to change back into a human and he discovered that fighting was significantly more difficult as a dog with three legs. Using his sword, unfortunately, was not an option, leaving him with biting. The monster was small and easily bested during his confusion, but its blood left a very foul taste in his mouth.
Kurogane's only desire as he zigzagged his way through the city, avoiding more monster run-ins, was to reach his home and turn the hell back to normal. Finding the way back to his house would be easy.. The ninja let a deep, annoyed growl slip as this thought continued: Being momentarily stuck like this, forced to abandon his clothes that he couldn't carry (only one thing could be taken with him as a dog and there was no way he was leaving his sword behind; his NV headset, thankfully and oddly enough, had slid down and became stuck around his neck when his body had transformed, NO IT ISN'T A COLLAR, DAMMIT), was ironic the real pain in the ass here.