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tabularasa_rp2020-09-01 06:45 pm
gardenerofavalon) wrote in tabularasa_rp2020-09-01 06:45 pm
Gardening and catch-call (Open!)
Who: Merlin + anyone!
What: Making a garden, being a bum, and general catch-all for shenanigans
Where: Various, see prompts
When: Throughout the month, any specific timeframes will be mentioned in prompts
Content Warnings: None in initial prompts, if threads venture into iffy territory warnings will be given in comment subject lines!
[General]
If anyone interacted with Merlin shortly after everyone first arrived and the world came to be, he nearly always presented an almost annoyingly cheerful attitude. If someone interacted with him several weeks later, that was more subdued, less with the over the top nonsense and occasionally absent entirely. Lately, though, Merlin's been acting, well, almost emotionless for the most part. There's the occasional display of something or another, and his focus and attention for anything that currently holds his interest hasn't waned in the slightest, but an increasing majority of the time he's just simply not emoting. Weird, huh?
[I. Gardening]
The appearance of the small flower patch in the church-slash-bakery had given Merlin an idea, and the later appearance of the flower fields (even if, admittedly, apparently on fire) within the peculiar doomed structure gave him even more reason to properly pursue it. And while many of the proper tools for such things are lacking, as finding gardening tools in a market that never sees sunlight is a longshot at best, that's far less of an inconvenience to him than having lost proper use of his powers in the first place.
All of which means he's taken the time to painstakingly clear a wide space near where the river flows out from the base of the mountain, even going so far as to retrieve soil from the nearby forest to fill and even out places. Once this is done, it calls for several trips back and forth to the flower fields in the dome to dig up a plant or two at a time, carry it to his dirt patch, and carefully replant it. All largely by hand, given that he's yet to find a proper trowel. At least he can make use of empty bottles and cups to haul water from the nearby river, which may or may not even be necessary for the plants at this point, but probably won't hurt, at least.
Oh, and while some of the flowers ceased 'burning' once removed from the field from long enough, and others Merlin deliberately extinguished the flames, there's still a few that remain stubbornly fiery. These eventually receive their own designated section of the sparse but growing garden, ringed by a low line of rocks.
Needless to say, this is all very labor intensive, and Merlin's spending quite a bit of time with it, so it's probably one of the easiest places to catch him if one happens to be looking for him!
[II. Familiar Companion]
For all his seeming affability, Merlin's never been one to really spend too much time in the company of others, and that's only increased as time's gone on. He certainly makes his presence known often enough when he deigns to, but more often than not he's likely off on his own, whether investigating whatever strange new features the world's developed, or simply avoiding dealing with all the people.
Except that, he's never actually truly alone. One of the small, winged and furred creatures has beenstalking following him around since near the beginning as it makes a game of trying to chase and pounce on his long hair. For the most part, Merlin simply (seemingly) ignores it, only occasionally shooing it away, for all the good that ever does. At just this moment, it's running about pouncing on leaves near where Merlin's sitting with his back leaning against a tree, paying it no mind as usual.
Until, that is, the poor thing is struck by a sudden furious hunger, causing it to botch the landing of its latest jump and tumble on the ground, letting out a plaintive cry. Merlin glances over at the sound, gaze utterly expressionless as he takes in the scene.
"Oh, stop complaining, you," he mutters flatly, and looks away again. But even as he does so, his fingers slide briefly into a fold of his robes and, with a brief flick of a wrist, a small piece of giant mushroom is tossed at the critter, which naturally devours it ravenously before resuming its earlier play.
[III. Making Sense of Nonsense]
Of course, not everything Merlin does is full of melancholy and/or solitude. There's still the mystery of this place to solve, or at least figure out how on earth to get his powers to actually work on things here. In fact, while he's managed not to show it, certain aspects of that last bit actually have him just a little bit concerned, for various reasons he's naturally refusing to divulge.
But all this means he simply needs more information, and as he can't simply use Clairvoyance to observe whatever and whoever he wants, that means actually going up to people and asking them.
"Has anything new that you recognize shown up here, since you've arrived?"
There's something nagging at him that he can't quite shake but still can't put a finger on, either.
[Wildcard/Notes]
None of these scenarios work for you? Feel free to hit me up in PM or on Discord (AC#7235) if you want to plot out something else! Or just tag with whatever you have in mind, that works too. The stuff noted in the 'general' section at the top applies to all threads unless otherwise noted, I just didn't feel like repeating it over and over again.!
What: Making a garden, being a bum, and general catch-all for shenanigans
Where: Various, see prompts
When: Throughout the month, any specific timeframes will be mentioned in prompts
Content Warnings: None in initial prompts, if threads venture into iffy territory warnings will be given in comment subject lines!
[General]
If anyone interacted with Merlin shortly after everyone first arrived and the world came to be, he nearly always presented an almost annoyingly cheerful attitude. If someone interacted with him several weeks later, that was more subdued, less with the over the top nonsense and occasionally absent entirely. Lately, though, Merlin's been acting, well, almost emotionless for the most part. There's the occasional display of something or another, and his focus and attention for anything that currently holds his interest hasn't waned in the slightest, but an increasing majority of the time he's just simply not emoting. Weird, huh?
[I. Gardening]
The appearance of the small flower patch in the church-slash-bakery had given Merlin an idea, and the later appearance of the flower fields (even if, admittedly, apparently on fire) within the peculiar doomed structure gave him even more reason to properly pursue it. And while many of the proper tools for such things are lacking, as finding gardening tools in a market that never sees sunlight is a longshot at best, that's far less of an inconvenience to him than having lost proper use of his powers in the first place.
All of which means he's taken the time to painstakingly clear a wide space near where the river flows out from the base of the mountain, even going so far as to retrieve soil from the nearby forest to fill and even out places. Once this is done, it calls for several trips back and forth to the flower fields in the dome to dig up a plant or two at a time, carry it to his dirt patch, and carefully replant it. All largely by hand, given that he's yet to find a proper trowel. At least he can make use of empty bottles and cups to haul water from the nearby river, which may or may not even be necessary for the plants at this point, but probably won't hurt, at least.
Oh, and while some of the flowers ceased 'burning' once removed from the field from long enough, and others Merlin deliberately extinguished the flames, there's still a few that remain stubbornly fiery. These eventually receive their own designated section of the sparse but growing garden, ringed by a low line of rocks.
Needless to say, this is all very labor intensive, and Merlin's spending quite a bit of time with it, so it's probably one of the easiest places to catch him if one happens to be looking for him!
[II. Familiar Companion]
For all his seeming affability, Merlin's never been one to really spend too much time in the company of others, and that's only increased as time's gone on. He certainly makes his presence known often enough when he deigns to, but more often than not he's likely off on his own, whether investigating whatever strange new features the world's developed, or simply avoiding dealing with all the people.
Except that, he's never actually truly alone. One of the small, winged and furred creatures has been
Until, that is, the poor thing is struck by a sudden furious hunger, causing it to botch the landing of its latest jump and tumble on the ground, letting out a plaintive cry. Merlin glances over at the sound, gaze utterly expressionless as he takes in the scene.
"Oh, stop complaining, you," he mutters flatly, and looks away again. But even as he does so, his fingers slide briefly into a fold of his robes and, with a brief flick of a wrist, a small piece of giant mushroom is tossed at the critter, which naturally devours it ravenously before resuming its earlier play.
[III. Making Sense of Nonsense]
Of course, not everything Merlin does is full of melancholy and/or solitude. There's still the mystery of this place to solve, or at least figure out how on earth to get his powers to actually work on things here. In fact, while he's managed not to show it, certain aspects of that last bit actually have him just a little bit concerned, for various reasons he's naturally refusing to divulge.
But all this means he simply needs more information, and as he can't simply use Clairvoyance to observe whatever and whoever he wants, that means actually going up to people and asking them.
"Has anything new that you recognize shown up here, since you've arrived?"
There's something nagging at him that he can't quite shake but still can't put a finger on, either.
[Wildcard/Notes]
None of these scenarios work for you? Feel free to hit me up in PM or on Discord (AC#7235) if you want to plot out something else! Or just tag with whatever you have in mind, that works too. The stuff noted in the 'general' section at the top applies to all threads unless otherwise noted, I just didn't feel like repeating it over and over again.!
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Merlin's familiar with it, he's wandered out that way and conversed with the shrine's no-longer-human caretaker.
"You'll have to tell me if you have any success." It'd be nice to find a reliable pattern to causing things to work again.
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"And I had already planned on sharing any findings with you, considering you're likely to benefit from such news to a degree. Because if it opens that door..." She doesn't feel that the sentence requires finishing.
"Have you come across any other beings like us? Divine or supernatural?" So on and so forth.
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Merlin knows many, many things, but there are a lot of oni and youkai, and he hasn't felt the need to be bothered figuring out exactly which one the individual in question is.
"Have you met her?"
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Mel can count on one hand just how many locals she's conversed with, and she honestly doesn't have much of a proper excuse as to why that is. But learning that there may very well be others like her has the Goddess wishing to seek them out.
"Is she approachable?"
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"So long as you respect her bridge and shrine, there should be no issue," he says. "And don't encourage her envy or resentment or such."
At least, he assumes it was that flaring up when she asked for an abrupt change in topic in a recent conversation. It wouldn't surprise him, given that such spirits usually owe their existence to concentrations of such emotions.
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At the warning, she cants her head with a glint of mischief in her gaze. "I shall try and refrain from those, though I should probably know if she's one of your lovers as well? So as to avoid mentioning our frequent trysts, of course."
Because Melinoë isn't in a position to claim him solely, nor does she much care about monogamy at present. The two of them have set no rules, after all. She doesn't need that to change now, either.
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"If she were, wouldn't it be improper of me to say so?" he says, clearly joking.
"But as it happens, no."
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More softly, Melinoë says, < "Thank you, still, my darling mage." >
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He's just joking back, of course. The last thing he needs is a jealous or angry lover. That never ends well, especially for him.
"Hmm, but will you still thank me after you've spoken to her, I wonder?"
Parsee isn't too bad, as far as her kind goes, but Merlin's threshold his pretty low. Simply being both nonhuman and not actively trying to kill him is good enough if he just needs someone to talk to.
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At the cryptic statement, Melinoë tils her head and cautiously asks, "Whatever is that supposed to mean?" Though a huffed laugh follows, it's mostly void of humor.
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"Are you very familiar with youkai and related spirits? Most are relatively harmless, but they can still be... tedious to deal with, for some."
In this case though Merlin happens to find Parsee quite entertaining, himself.
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"How did the two of you meet?"
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Nothing particularly unusual or remarkable about it! Merlin just happens to consider Parsee both entertaining and a reasonably good source of information, is all.
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After finishing with the area before her, Melinoë bites a knuckle before asking, "You want to keep going at this for another whatever or so and then break in the dirt another way?"
If her innuendo isn't easy to catch, or should Merlin not be in the mood, she'll still continue to help with his project.
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He might not get the same things out of it as he usually does, but those kind of activities still make for a good distraction.
Fade Out.