call me out v. 13.0

[misheard]

Call out one of the characters from my muselist with a starter, a prompt, a general 'hey can we do something with these characters' comment, a smoke signal, etc., and I'll get back to you with some kind of RP thread!

Old CR, new CR, assumed CR, canonmates, AU, crossover, whatever, it's all good.

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gershom

[spelleton]

Are you in the middle of anything right now?

If not can I come over

[accidentallich]

[When has Gershom ever been in the middle of anything - okay, that's not true, he has Skype calls sometimes. But right now he doesn't, so.]

I'm not busy at all. Are you alright?

[songinchains]

[ idk hit me with that gay shit, grimm and brumm doing some good old mutual pining?? grimm teasing him?? WHATEVER U WANT ]

[hagrides]

[There are, in rare cases, lands they travel to where plant life flourishes.

The kingdom still suffers. The regret and anger of the dead still clings to the land. But flowers have found a way to thrive, climbing the walls of empty houses and creeping out of cracks in the floors.

While the Grimmkin hunt down the last few flames, Grimm takes a moment to indulge himself.]

My dear Brumm, I have something for you.

[Held behind his back, of course. It's a surprise.]

Griiiiimm

[hattersgonnahat]

[She was supposed to get out of the forest hours ago, but she didn't care. Her bff really needed to learn how to share and there was still plenty of areas left unexplored. What if more Time Pieces were all the way out here?]

[Of course, with so few people allowed to visit, the last thing she would expect to see was a tent pitched all the way out here. And there was certainly noise coming from inside. Really...?]

[Who could that be?]

[hagrides]

[The sound of an accordion fills the red-lit tent, but it doesn't immediately appear that there's anyone inside. Just a few red lanterns hanging from the ceiling of the tent.

Then, when she comes far in enough, the lanterns start swinging wildly, and the lights start flashing...

(Grimm has never not made an entrance.)]

it's time for that fluffy winter shit, friend

[glowingpromise]

[Winter has already settled deeply in Azakawa and with today's latest dump of thick white flakes comes an extra present - one Shiori Kanzaki. With finals out of the way and college over for another semester she had arrived days before with a hefty suitcase with every intention of staying out her winter holidays.

Another healthy snowfall after her first night back has left just the right sort of snow for an activity she hasn't indulged in in years. And so this afternoon as she winds her scarf around her neck she announces with a bright and bubbly air:]

It's time we got to decorating, don't you think?

[Yes, there was a reason she has spent most of that first evening digging through dusty storerooms for old, forgotten holiday trinkets. She doubted she had uncovered everything but what she had found thus far would suffice.]

[gemuinemanagement]

[Suga hasn't decorated in so many years. There was no one to celebrate with, and he never felt particularly festive.

He felt a lot of things when he saw Shiori with that suitcase. One of them might be festive, it's hard for him to say.]

Decorating...?

[He knows what it is, he just sort of forgot it was a thing that he could conceivably do.]

for togusa

[thesettingsun]

[Getting Togusa to call a handyman is an adventure. While Togusa is a very skilled person - and Shuji is the last one to say otherwise - his skills don't necessarily include, say, fixing dishwashers.]

Back away from the dishwasher, Togusa. I'll carry you away if I have to.

grimmmm

[justsomeshrimp]

[When Lobco had awoken up today it was in the damnable castle.

She had almost thought the day that she was returned to her world would never come, so needless to say waking up to that man next to her had been a wretched experience. It had been a long, long time since that last happened and since then she had come to get a firm grip on everything that he had done. Fear and regret had turned to a manageable anger and resentment and so she did not cry or quake at the sight of his back.

The shrimp simply went on with the routine she had adopted those years back: get up first, prepared breakfast and lunch for the two of them, and then head on out as if going to Chlomaki's for work. She had always risen before him, and was always expected to return before him.

She of course would not. Lobco packed herself for quite the journey. That connection that she had long since severed with Chlomaki would probably now be felt by said cat and the other familiars; in all likelihood the abruptness of its end would probably lead them to think her dead, which was, quite frankly, for the best.

Lobco was to disappear completely from this world after all. She and Grimm had spoken of when this would eventually happen and how he would come for her. It was an unfortunate but simple reality that this would be the best solution for her and for all her loved ones if she simply vanished. With Grimm and Grimmchild, she had found a place that she could call home.

The past couple days have been a flurry of keeping low, keeping to the forests and sneaking by Chlomaki's home (once, just once to make sure that they had not been touched) and then dodging hunters; fortunately her experiences made it a simple enough ordeal.

It was on the eighth day when she finally felt it: a call too strong to resist, and one she would never want to. It led her deeper into the forests until she finally happened upon a cave, at the entrance which stood a single ornate torch, already burning.]

Grimm?

[hagrides]

[Grimm is normally one to make an entrance. Swinging lanterns, wildly flickering lights, and clouds of red smoke.

Today, he simply appears before her at the entrance to the cave. No lights, no fuss.

There is no need to make a first impression, after all.]

My friend. You called for me.

[As much as he had called to her, the opposite is true as well. He felt her desire - no, her need to return to him, and had answered in kind.]

dad

[in_a_bottle]

[It's night when Ai comes in, carefully walking and looking around. Her makeup is starting to flake off, so she quickly moves toward the employees-only door.]

Come on, come on...

[goatsongs]

Hey.

[Don't ask why Chuuya's still awake at this hour. If she has to ask she knows she shouldn't be up either.]

shooj

[maidofmistakes]

[Supergirl usually comes by around gift-giving holidays. She's here today with a pack of cookies, which are... a little lumpy and look like they've got some kind of fruit in them?]

Uh, hi. I hope this is okay.

[thesettingsun]

Thank you!

[Those are interesting cookies, but they're Probably Fine.]

Are those home-baked?

chuu

[hymned]

[ they text every so often, though julius is a busy man, and at least one kresnik might have on occasion helped out with keeping an eye on the toddlers, but still-

the man perched primly in a seat at one of the library's desks, surrounded by books and thumbing through the one in his hands looking for all the world like he belongs there, isn't exactly a regular sight. or sound, as it were, considering the aimless melody he's humming up until he catches sight of any familiar faces, anyway. ]

—Well, there's nothing for it, I guess. Turns out I might as well be as good as illiterate, at least concerning the works here in your world.

What a pity too, considering where we happen to be.

[goatsongs]

[You could've at least told Chuuya you were coming over. Chuuya's eyes light up in surprise and what is definitely happiness, even if he'll deny it to the end of his days, when he spots Julius.]

Want me to read you a bedtime story?

yonacchi

[mopocalypse]

[It's nowhere near Yonaka's birthday or anything, but Haruka wants to do something nice for her. Unfortunately, business has not picked up as of late, and bills in the summer are expensive. So it is that Yonaka comes home to Haruka scrawling a list on the back of paper fished from a recycle bin.]

Yaha, Yonacchi. I came up with some ways to make more money! Think we could run a detective agency and solve crimes?

[chasescenes]

Wouldn't that involve us being around criminals sometimes...? That sounds kind of scary.

[She's had enough of being in danger for a lifetime.]

dad

[in_a_bottle]

[Ai is in the library tonight, helping the kids build a fort out of all the blankets, bedsheets, and furniture they can find, weighing everything down with heavy books. She turns around and waves when Chuuya walks in.]

Oh! You're back early.

[goatsongs]

Ended up on a short path, it happens sometimes.

[Chuuya takes a good look at the blanket fort... then immediately crawls inside. How do you do, fellow kids.]

For Tiny (husband)!

[chazukefang]

[Atsushi woke up to the sun coming in through the curtains. He tried to go through his daily schedule in his head when he couldn't think of what he had to do. He would think of it later once he wasn't so fuzzy. Atsushi moved to get up when he heard a grumble and felt Chuuya press against him. Atsushi laughed and rubbed his arm.]

Chuuya...I should really get ready for the day. [Even though he hasn't made a move to get up.]

dw why did you not give me a notif

[goatsongs]

You don't have to get up right away, do you?

[Chuuya nuzzles against Atsushi's side, wrapping an arm around him to tug him closer.]

gershom

[techniques]

[So this is... a rather unique request that a client brought to him at the Spirits and Such office. Someone came in claiming that they've seen a "skeleton ghost" haunting the next town over while they were doing their "missionary work" (read: probably trying to sell something while claiming it was for their church, as far as Reigen can tell) and that despite speaking with other priests about it, they've turned to psychics to look into it now. Unfortunately, they ended up going to Reigen, who is not in fact psychic but hey, doesn't mean he's not going to act like he is if they offer a good price for it.

So here he is, standing outside where he's been told that this "ghost" was spotted in, which... looks like a fairly normal apartment complex? He's alone, having decided not to call Mob or Serizawa to accompany him since the client in question honestly didn't sound that credible in making it sound like this supposed ghost was a real threat. But it's fine: if things get hairy then he'll call them up to get here. And hell, knowing Dimple, that bastard is probably lurking around not too far away just in case as well.

Until then, Reigen approaches the door and proceeds to knock on it, waiting to see if anyone answers.]

[accidentallich]

[Well, there's an answer almost immediately. The voice of a young(?) man.]

Who is it?

[The door is very closed. It looks like a pretty typical door, other than the mezuzah on the doorway. Probably there aren't too many of those around. I assume this series is in Japan.]

cherryblod

[justsomeshrimp]

[It has been so long since she had been home.

A part of her still worried that maybe this was still not safe to do, but the encouragement of her friends and the Prismals gave her the wherewithal to try. The gate had been over Lonely Isle , assuring her that she wouldn't have to fear someone following her, and from there Lobco was able to swim. It hardly felt like no time at all before she was crossing through the gates, with how wonderous it was to be back in this familiar ocean.

All the way down the shrimp remained unrecognized, but unlike before it didn't bother her, especially since it had been so long. Even before her adventures in Prismatica it had been a while since she had been able to return. She could only hope that it was true that no time had passed while she was gone, otherwise the lack of letters she typically wrote would likely have gotten her parents very worried.

The only thing that mattered was her family and as the Coral Sea, and then her home came into view Lobco had to take a moment to collect herself.

"No tears, Lobco." With that, she made it the rest of the way before knocking on her old home's door.

[cherryblooded]

[Luckily for the both of them, no time passed while she was away. It has still been a long time, but the letters do wonders for calming Doloz down.

From within, her father's familiar voice responds.] Coming, just one moment-

[The door opens, and as soon as Cherryblod registers who it is, his face breaks into a smile and he sweeps Lobco into a warm hug.]

Welcome home, dear.

atsushi

[justsomeshrimp]

[It might come as a bit of a surprise to many people but Lobco had never finished her schooling. At first she had left it due to anxiety, and had instead been homeschooled and eventually self taught but.

She was indeed what some might consider a 'highschool dropout'.

The shrimp had never been ashamed of this. It was the right decision for her at the time and her parents and Tatsumiya had been great teachers. Her travels had brought to her a lot of various and handy skills. She had often felt her lack of education while here in Lunatia but she also felt it had less to due with her not having completed her highschool education and more just because....well. These were two very different worlds.

Yet that also inspired her to take advantage of the situation to learn what she could now that fear was not holding her back as much.

Which was why she had enrolled herself in some classes, and after meeting with some teachers in the sciences and math she was knocking on the door to a literature class that had caught her interest.]

[tigerpoet]

One moment, please!

[There's a shuffling behind the door before Atsushi opens it. The classroom within is neat and tidy, with lesson plans written up on the blackboard.]

Ah, hello. How can I help you?

cherryblood - I said I would tag and by god I intend to

[isafraid]

[Time passes, obviously. People change. Some less than others.

If you asked Speedwagon, he'd say for certain that Cherryblood was aging with all the grace that some former thug like Robert never had. Sure, maybe he was a little more esteemed, strolling around the Speedwagon Foundation in his pressed suit and hat. Sure, he'd trimmed his wild hair back and let the gray streaks overtake it. But he was still the same former thief at the bottom of it all.

And he smiles just as wide when he spots his favorite visitor.]

Aha! There he is. Wonderful for you to stop by, old chap.

[cherryblooded]

[If you ask Cherryblod, shrimp don't age the same way humans do, so it's hardly a good comparison. Speedwagon looks distinguished, and being a respected man at the heart of a charitable institution is exactly what such a kind man deserves.]

Lovely to see you as always. Been well, I hope?

Gershom!

[mewtation]

[ good morning! it is a beautiful day out (if Gershom happens to look) and there is an absolute unit of a black cat in his bed.

or in whatever is appropriately soft and warm that a cat could fit. beds are preferred, but Lucky is not too picky about where he sleeps. ]

[accidentallich]

[Gershom's blinds are permanently closed, since it wouldn't do for Google Earth to get a glimpse of a skeleton in his apartment. It is, however, a wonderful day, because there is a cat in his bed.

Normally, cats run away from Gershom, not break into locked apartments to cuddle with him. Gershom should really be more concerned, but on the other hand: cat.]

...Can I pet you?

[Hesitantly, he reaches out to try to pet the adorable thing gently.]

▶ FOR ATSUSHI [brain: do nsfw tags]

[lumberlady]

[Konoha had been serious, when she had told Atsushi that if he ever became a weird chroma vampire that she'd volunteer as a victim to try and make up for what she'd done to him under Ainfeil's influence... But she didn't exactly relish it. After all, what she'd regretted the most... was that she wasn't herself when they'd been together. Living in Lunatia had made her resigned to the fact that she'd need to be with other people besides her husband, and the two of them had a way to deal with it that was working well...

But that didn't mean she didn't have her preferences. And if she was going to be with someone else... she wanted it to be like lovers, not some... weird... chroma vampires or moon god crazed... So the next time some strange occurrence rocks Lunatia and affects their chroma, makes it so that moonlacing with her husband isn't generating the chroma it usually did or taking the edge off at all...]

from: konoha
sensei... ?
is now alright for talking?

[tigerpoet]

[Atsushi doesn't hold it against her - he knows that she'd never do that kind of thing in her right mind. And truthfully, babysitting Watson more than makes up for it. (Such are the trials of handling a baby kitsune who can turn invisible.)

But he also understands the feeling of wanting to make up for something, even when you know it isn't really your fault.]

Yes, it is. How are you?

dazaiii

[aphrodissonance]

[ the latest visitor to the library isss maybe a little unusual. she's not the first character from a story to show up, no, but... from a josei isekai light novel series? and a dragon? really?

at least she's small enough to fit in a space designed for humans, and takes the change in scenery with good (if rather bemused) grace. the large number of available books to bury oneself in might help with that, but either way she's so far been happy to quietly play the wallflower and watch the other residents' shenanigans. ]

[thesettingsun]

[Dazai is at the center of many shenanigans, but he's also not going to just leave the dragon girl(?) alone. Mostly because... dragons have hoards full of gold and stuff, right? Getting into one's good graces could solve all his debt problems forever-]

What're you reading?

grimm

[doctorize]

[Is it cheesy to have their wedding take place on Valentine's Day? ... Yes, definitely, but fuck it, Danny doesn't care. Somehow it works out and the people they invite to it are cool with it because they can come as a couple with their own loved one... or they are single but still want to show their support for Grimm or Danny.

... Of course, the one thing that doesn't go as planned is that Prisma decides to be funny having it's moon cycles act up. So Danny wakes up to his wedding day... with both tentacles and rabbit features thanks to the ears and tail, because that totally makes since to have in addition to tentacles in various places. OKAY, PRISMA. THANKS?

Still, not going to let this try to put a damper on things, especially when it comes to the part that Danny has been anticipating the most for this wedding aside from the vows: their first dance together, of course. So he wants things to go well at least on that front, as Danny stands in front of his partner here, reaching out to try to hold Grimm's hands in his for a moment.

...Tentacles having temporarily replaced his own hands and arms be damned.]

Hey... what are you thinking right now?

[Is he excited? Nervous? Because Danny sure is experiencing both of those emotions in varying degrees at this very moment.]

[hagrides]

[Grimm also has tentacles in place of arms, but it's fine? They can just sort of twine their tentacles together, it's fine.]

Both excited and a tad nervous, I confess.

[Seems they're on similar wavelengths.]

chiyome if you're feeling it

[27gfsandcounting]

[Okay. So getting her new friend (Servant sounded weird) into the school had worked... so far. Talking her parents into letting her stay with a story about how there'd been a mixup at the dorms and she wanted to volunteer to host this poor transfer student? That worked. Getting Ayumu to not be jealous... well, to Ayumu's credit, she seemed to be working on it, and she and Setsuna were pretty into helping this mystery girl settle in.

But then came... club activities.]

You want to join the School Idol Club with us? Don't get me wrong, it's a lot of fun, but I want to make sure you know what you're getting into!

[sninja]

Selecting a school club is customary in this era.

[So she can't just go back to Yuu's house and clean while she waits for her to come home.]

I want to be of assistance to you.

suga

[petplays]

[It's not like he hasn't noticed something is off about one of his students, but Crewel argued that it wasn't something he should act on for half of the semester. When Suga's grade dropped a point from one ruined experiment--second chances are for cowards--it seemed like the time to make a move. Either this student has a serious problem with him, he muses, or this student has a serious issue with something else. It's complicated, but he calls Suga out on his way out of the classroom, advising him to stop by his office at the end of the day.

He's waiting there at 5, grading assignments with an absolute look of disgust at how his students could possibly be so dense sometimes... Ah, the life of a strict instructor.]

[gemuinemanagement]

[Suga likes to think that he's as good a student as he can be, given that he has no magical powers of his own and is in a magical school. He has some familiarity with spirits, at least, but that doesn't help him with his alchemy class.

But things are fine, until they aren't, and Suga blames his own distraction. He'll have to be better in the future - and that's when his teacher asks him to stop by later.

He already has a memo paper in hand when he enters the office, right on time.]

You wanted to see me