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I hope nobody tries to talk to 'The Man' in my posts, he's very skittish~
*Nods to self*
Dangerous too~
He seems more like an over arching villain, or at least related to your background so it probably won't be a while until we confront him. Maybe run into another villain of the week style monster before going up against him. But then again what do I know ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
The similarities are uncanny...and terrifying.
"Damn it... damn it, damn it, damn it." Daniel murmured under his breath. He knew she was right. The sooner he came to terms with him knowing nothing the sooner he'd be at peace. For the first time in his life, Daniel may have had to admit to not knowing what to do and he hated it. This feeling of helplessness, of having no control. Ever since he figured out his powers, and that they may very well have caused his mother's death he had focused on never letting it happen again, by purifying mind, body and soul. He had found training in Krav Maga a local deli owner who was an ex-Mossad agent who had come to America to be with his husband. He had worked at libraries and his aunt's store reading on religion and philosophy and the occult, trying to figure out where his powers came from and how to suppress them. He had given it his all in all aspects of his life to take care of his few living relatives at the expense of living his own life and for what? For all of it to be gone in a flash as some maniac pixie girl to come along and tell him what he had always feared: None of what he did mattered. And now he was going to do one of the things he had feared most. Being in his underpants in front of a group of strangers.
Mixing the potion into what was left of his cocoa, Daniel noted, "Not even the taste of rice milk can hide this stuff." Looking away Daniel started blushing head to toe and asked sheepishly, "Uh, do you guys mind looking away? I'd uh, prefer it if I wasn't watched." before he began to strip, keep his eyes glue to the ground, afraid that if he looked up he could see their jeering. While one could describe his physique as somewhere between a dancer and a Greek statue the lad like every other teenager had been self-conscious of his appearance. Now down to his silver and black compression shorts (which were much more revealing than he'd like) the young traceur sifted through his bag to grab his khukri and the web-weave scabbard/belt it was in. Strapping it around his waist, he twisted too and fro, before doing a standing backflip into a planche. Landing on his palms, he proceeded to stand up on his finger tips holding it for about half a minute, before widening his knees to about the width of his shoulders and slowly going into a handstand, letting legs dangle loosely over his head before 'popping' off his hands and tucking forward to land on his feet. Satisfied that his mobility wasn't hindered Danny dashed forward and did a Kick The Moon straight into the water.
Shocked by the cold of it, Daniel sucked in water but found that there was no sense of choking, let alone drowning. It had seemed that between his breaking the surface and his sucking the water in the potion had taken effect. Taking in a few more gulps he could feel his sense of dread slowly ebbing away, marveling at the feeling of warm water hit his shoulders in pulses not unlike exhaling. Feeling the lines of his gills Daniel was fascinated by the way they acted on their own accord. If he weren't feeling them now, he'd never know they were there. Breaking the surface with a gasp Daniel pushed his shaggy hair out of his eyes and said with a smile plastering his face, "Alright, even I got to admit, this is pretty fucking amazing."
Mixing the potion into what was left of his cocoa, Daniel noted, "Not even the taste of rice milk can hide this stuff." Looking away Daniel started blushing head to toe and asked sheepishly, "Uh, do you guys mind looking away? I'd uh, prefer it if I wasn't watched." before he began to strip, keep his eyes glue to the ground, afraid that if he looked up he could see their jeering. While one could describe his physique as somewhere between a dancer and a Greek statue the lad like every other teenager had been self-conscious of his appearance. Now down to his silver and black compression shorts (which were much more revealing than he'd like) the young traceur sifted through his bag to grab his khukri and the web-weave scabbard/belt it was in. Strapping it around his waist, he twisted too and fro, before doing a standing backflip into a planche. Landing on his palms, he proceeded to stand up on his finger tips holding it for about half a minute, before widening his knees to about the width of his shoulders and slowly going into a handstand, letting legs dangle loosely over his head before 'popping' off his hands and tucking forward to land on his feet. Satisfied that his mobility wasn't hindered Danny dashed forward and did a Kick The Moon straight into the water.
Shocked by the cold of it, Daniel sucked in water but found that there was no sense of choking, let alone drowning. It had seemed that between his breaking the surface and his sucking the water in the potion had taken effect. Taking in a few more gulps he could feel his sense of dread slowly ebbing away, marveling at the feeling of warm water hit his shoulders in pulses not unlike exhaling. Feeling the lines of his gills Daniel was fascinated by the way they acted on their own accord. If he weren't feeling them now, he'd never know they were there. Breaking the surface with a gasp Daniel pushed his shaggy hair out of his eyes and said with a smile plastering his face, "Alright, even I got to admit, this is pretty fucking amazing."
Well they are never in the same place at the same time. Coincidence? I think not!
"Today grammar."
"Tomorrow ... YOUR SOUL!!"
Language is the sound of your mind.
well technically it's your brain talking without activating your vocal chords. It's less 'internal dialogue' and more 'closing the flood gate' How trippy is that?
Daniel's the only character who hasn't made a dick joke, or really anything...
Smile, or have two living parents.
I wonder if the two are related? Honestly I didn't want to throw everything out right at the start since It's been two days since the story began and what has been said to not be so overt, but Daniel basically amounts to a kid who doesn't really know how to be a kid since he's tied up in the responsibility of trying to take care of his dad and aunt. It also doesn't help that
@Spawnling What words are you having to google?
It was only after Orion made a move to try and give August the gloves that Danny realized what an oaf he'd been. It had only been five minutes later and he had forgotten her condition, too swept up in the wonder and mystery that surrounded him. Bullshit he chided himself, you may be using this as an excuse but you've been a selfish asshole before you met the others. Face it, it's not being the sheriff's son that drives people away it's the fact that you- Danny clamped down on the thought. There was enough negativity going around already without Daniel adding to it. Besides if he were to 'flare' his abilities while in this mentality he'd do more harm than good. With that thought the boy gave a nervous glance to the branches above them and stepped as far out of their path without retreating from the group. Biting his lip Danny instead occupied his mind with the myriad of questions that popped up.
What was Jackson saying about not wanting this "to happen again?" And what was Mary saying about him having schizophrenic demons? It could be Mary was just talking about what started to seem was a habit of acting out but the way she said it left him wondering if it was something more. After all, Kanoa had literally just grown gills in front of them. Speaking of, it seemed out of character for Mary to actually give a shit. She was a whole lot like Orion in she tried to act cooler than a cucumber in a bowl of menthol, except she usually had a literal smoke screen to aid her in appearing aloof. Between her flushed skin, dilated eyes and impassioned speech Danny could swear that she was hot for teacher but dismissed the thought. After all, who becomes infatuated with someone so quickly? Whatever. What they did when they weren't on the clock wasn't his business until it caused harm to their merry band of misanthropes.
Whether or not that was what was currently happening was up to debate and so Daniel held his tongue and instead asked Kanoa something that seemed more pertinent to the situation at hand. "It's good to know it's temporary how long does it last? We should probably know so we don't end up as bloated grey blobs heading down river. And while it's obvious by the fact that you aren't dancing around right now that it's a counter-current gas exchange that also ensures that we won't have to worry about hypothermia -thanks to the wonders of endothermy- how do we plan to see? Does this plasmid also enable the ability to see underwater clearly? Or in low-light vision? How about water pressure? While I'd like to think we aren't going anywhere that could crush a human's body, we already know that this monster is desperate, not to mention sloppy. Seriously though, how long does this thing last?"
Rubbing the back of his neck Danny added. "The lake is a while away on foot, and I don't like the idea of us burning time when you already took a swig of your own potion. If we head back we can all pile into my truck. With it, and my power we'll be able to get their fast enough to swing by people's houses and pick up needed supplies- like swim-suits. Really I just don't want to go into this creature's lair when exhausted." After all. If we're going to be exhausted and in the dark about what's going on why should we do the same thing with a Japanese monstrosity?
"And is anyone else weirded out by how unweirded out we are by this?"
What was Jackson saying about not wanting this "to happen again?" And what was Mary saying about him having schizophrenic demons? It could be Mary was just talking about what started to seem was a habit of acting out but the way she said it left him wondering if it was something more. After all, Kanoa had literally just grown gills in front of them. Speaking of, it seemed out of character for Mary to actually give a shit. She was a whole lot like Orion in she tried to act cooler than a cucumber in a bowl of menthol, except she usually had a literal smoke screen to aid her in appearing aloof. Between her flushed skin, dilated eyes and impassioned speech Danny could swear that she was hot for teacher but dismissed the thought. After all, who becomes infatuated with someone so quickly? Whatever. What they did when they weren't on the clock wasn't his business until it caused harm to their merry band of misanthropes.
Whether or not that was what was currently happening was up to debate and so Daniel held his tongue and instead asked Kanoa something that seemed more pertinent to the situation at hand. "It's good to know it's temporary how long does it last? We should probably know so we don't end up as bloated grey blobs heading down river. And while it's obvious by the fact that you aren't dancing around right now that it's a counter-current gas exchange that also ensures that we won't have to worry about hypothermia -thanks to the wonders of endothermy- how do we plan to see? Does this plasmid also enable the ability to see underwater clearly? Or in low-light vision? How about water pressure? While I'd like to think we aren't going anywhere that could crush a human's body, we already know that this monster is desperate, not to mention sloppy. Seriously though, how long does this thing last?"
Rubbing the back of his neck Danny added. "The lake is a while away on foot, and I don't like the idea of us burning time when you already took a swig of your own potion. If we head back we can all pile into my truck. With it, and my power we'll be able to get their fast enough to swing by people's houses and pick up needed supplies- like swim-suits. Really I just don't want to go into this creature's lair when exhausted." After all. If we're going to be exhausted and in the dark about what's going on why should we do the same thing with a Japanese monstrosity?
"And is anyone else weirded out by how unweirded out we are by this?"
this is in Maine, so I imagine somewhat chilly? Maine's about as North as you can get and still be USA. I believe there was mention of green leaves, so I would assume it's chilly, not cold. I wouldn't know, I live in California, we don't have seasons, we have Sun, More Sun, and F*CKING SUN!
Though...this does beg the question, how will all of you not freeze to death in a lake?
Potion, duh
But for reals as a transplanted Yank (now living in Texas) I can assure you that as long as you aren't being a bitch it's survivable. Though this does bring up other questions about how to go searching in a lake but I might as well ask those IC. Speaking of which, when did you guys unilaterally decide Daniel was Batman?
Vocaloids? Everyone knows Gregorian Chant Dubstep is where it's at.
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