Event Six.

[awashmods]

If you see this hairy creature Your first choice should always be to run Otherwise you had better hope You have silver bullets in a gun.

he full moon hangs brightly over the Town, hovering so low that it almost feels as though you could reach out and touch it. It should be comforting. But as the howl of wolves fills the air, it's anything but. There are werewolves on the prowl, and their target is very clear -- the Town won't be able to last without your help. Welcome to Awash's sixth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to start your own posts or logs for this event as well. If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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[thriftea]

i. the punching prompt (the fourth night)

[The smart thing to do—the safe thing to do—is to spend her time deep within the woods, but it almost feels as if some unknown force is trying very, very hard to call her back to town. It's easy enough to ignore those first few nights; by the fourth night, however, the desire to return is overwhelming, and Ochako finds herself slinking around the outskirts of town alongside her, um, hairier brethren. Gross.

She breaks away from them at some point or another, and that's when you find her. Maybe she's wandering around a field near Flavo? Maybe she's trying to sneak into Ruga via an alleyway? Or maybe, just maybe, she's sniffing around the boathouses in Bluo? Who knows! She's here, and even though she isn't snarling, her cute ears and fluffy tail make it clear that she isn't entirely human. And speaking of those cute ears, they... sure are swiveling in your direction...]

Hello? Is someone there?

[Her back is still to you, but she sounds friendly enough. What are you going to do?]

ii. pack prompts (the second night until... the last night?)

a.

[Where her fellow werewolves at? It's nighttime, and while Ochako should be skulking around the town, she's currently crouched on all fours in the middle of this field. There is a rabbit hopping around in the distance, you see, and her tail is twitching as she watches it stop to nibble on some grass.]

Why does it look so good? [That's muttered to herself, honestly, but she chances a glance back your way before whispering—] We could split it...

[Oh my God, she's drooling. Save her.]

b.

[Ochako could go home to sleep during the day, but there are a few people she'd rather not see until this whole thing is over and done with? If it's ever over and done with, anyway. Whatever. The point is that it's almost dawn, and she's hunkering down against a tree as everyone else starts making their way back to town. Maybe you're afraid of going back to town, too, or maybe you're just giving her a weird look? Either way, she offers you a smile and a shrug.]

Sleeping out here isn't that bad. I even have extra blankets, if you want to borrow one?

iii. wildcard

[hello, i am elia and i like doing silly things. catch me at tuchanka if you have an idea/want a personalized prompt/what have you? or start something below and i'll roll with it. one note, though: ochako is avoiding the town until a cure is found, so, like... she won't be around during the days. she doesn't want to hurt anyone!!]

the deku prompt

[thriftea]

[The idea of giant, bipedal wolves lurking around the edge of the forest is terrifying, but Ochako focuses on keeping her nerves under control as she walks alongside her friend. Heroes should be prepared to deal with anything and everything; while this particular situation was never covered in class, she knows that it's her job to stay calm, listen to her partner, and ensure that nothing dangerous enters the town. The populace must be protected! She can do this!

What she can't do, however, is prevent herself from shivering when a sudden howl cuts through the silence. She chances a glance at Izuku, hoping that he didn't catch that, before she shifts her attention to the trees in the distance. They aren't too far from town, but still—]

That sounded closer than the others. [Narrowing her eyes, she carefully watches for any sign of movement.] Maybe they're getting braver?

[inheritance]

I wouldn't be surprised. [Though Izuku reaches over to brush her shoulder in a fleeting, reassuring touch, he doesn't take his eyes off of the line of trees before them.]

We'll just have to back each other up. [His mind's already racing, thinking of a plan.] I'm not completely sure yet, but if they're bipedal and there's a full moon, then I think--they're not normal wolves. Werewolves? I remember reading about them in the library when I was doing research for the bestiary. If that's what they are, then we need to keep our distance. According to the stories, if you get bitten by one, you turn into one yourself. [He mumbles to himself for a few seconds before speaking up again.] If any of them try to get into the town, you can float up some debris and rocks that I can launch at them with my wind pressure. What do you think?

[thriftea]

[Everything Izuku is saying is... worrying, to say the least, but there is comfort to be found in the fact that he's by her side. Of course he knows what these weird wolves actually are, and of course he's already thinking of a strategy— he's absolutely amazing. Now she needs to carry her own weight.]

It's a good plan, but we should have something behind us, right? So nothing can sneak up on us?

[Whoa, listen to that new howl! How narratively convenient! Ochako is careful not to shiver this time, but her frown definitely deepens as she realizes that it sounded a little bit closer than the last one.]

It's going to be hard to keep track of them in the dark.

the caramia and kyrie prompt

[thriftea]

[This is, without a doubt, the most awkward family dinner Ochako has ever attended. She loves Caramia—really, she does!—but even his bright, sunny disposition can't make up for Kyrie's... whatever it is. He's all but smirking at her from across the table, and while she's trying very, very hard to ignore him, she can just feel him watching her as she pokes the grey, presumably bloody hunk of deer meat sitting in front of her. Does she want to take a bite? No!! ...Yes? It's complicated.

This entire werewolf business is complicated, actually, and she suppresses a sigh as she reaches up to scratch her new ears. Why is she here again? Oh, right— because it's her first night as a werewolf, she's craving fresh meat, and she knows that Caramia won't let her hurt anyone if this whole thing gets out of hand. Wolfy state or no, she should at least try to be polite.]

Caramia, I— [She looks up at him, trying to give him a normal smile. Please ignore her brand new fangs? She's terribly sensitive about them.] I really, really appreciate the food, but I don't know if I can eat it? It looks...

[Fresh. It looks incredibly fresh, and her smile disappears once she looks back down at it.]

I-I mean, I want to eat it, but I keep thinking about Doris!

Re: the caramia and kyrie prompt

[ifionlyhadthecourage]

[ Ignore her brand new fangs?! How can he. Now they match! Look, Caramia even flashes her his own fanged grin in turn. Because, you know, he always appreciates compliments on his food. Especially when all Kyrie does is insult it. ]

Hm...? [ Thinking about Doris in the he sounds yummy way or I couldn't eat him way? Probably the latter, but honestly, he wouldn't have put it past her to thinking the former while she's like this. ] He's locked away, don't worry. Has a room to himself and everything. [ Iiiiiin the basement. :) ] If there's anything I know of wolves thanks to the ones back home, it's that they'll rarely eat anything besides basically raw meat. And you have to eat while you're like this, signorina.

[ Because, yes, he does fully intend on taking care of Ochako while she was werewolf-ed. Until they find a cure, or... well... the alternatives aren't fun to think about, so let's just leave it at the optimistic "until they find a cure", shall we? ]

[sirnyxalot]

(ooc: I couldn't decide between a or b so my brain was all porque no los dos? So. Forest shenanigans. Yes. 8Da )

[As a human Nyx is restless. He has to be drunk to completely relax and, well, there's a short supply of that here. As in mostly nonexistent. So patrols and training have been his go to methods of making sure he's tired enough to sleep properly.

As a werewolf? Nyx's energy is insufferable. He feels like he's just 'on' all the time. 900%, running at full capacity. It's like he can smell all the colour he can't see, and the forest is so much more alive than even he had ever assumed.

Staying away from the town when he's like this was an easy decision to make, too. His duty is to protect them, and when the moon is high in the sky and caressing his skin as if the light is an intimate breath the very first thing he can think about is how hungry he is. So he concluded that removing himself at night is the best way to protect them now.

Of course, out in the wild thoughts of the town and the fragile creatures cowering inside their walls are far from his mind. His ears flick towards Ochako when he catches her mutter, and he approaches just in time for her to suggest splitting a meal with him.

Immediately interested, he crouches beside her in the underbrush. With hi nose in the air to scent the prey she's targeted, Nyx tilts his head to the side. Would it even count as a single portion?]

It's awfully small...

[thriftea]

[Ochako hones back in on the rabbit as he drops down beside her, unsure who, exactly, her new partner is, but also not... terribly concerned by this fact? He's a half-wolf and he's willing to help; that's good enough for her. Maybe he can actually catch the darn thing.

But hey, don't remind her of how small their prey is! She visibly blanches, her ears dropping down the slightest bit.]

I don't want a lot! I really don't want any, but— [A beat, and then:] I... need to eat something safe.

[With "safe" meaning "non-human," obviously. The compassionate werewolf struggle is real!]

[sirnyxalot]

[His ears flick and he regards her with a raised eyebrow. He didn't mean to upset her. Just point out that the two of them are likely far hungrier than one rabbit can satisfy.

He can sympathize, distantly, with her choice of prey, however. He can't say he'd feel the same, if a human came close enough to endanger them, but away from that temptation there's still enough of him left to understand.

Luckily Nyx had been a very good hunter even before the supernatural reflexes and teeth. If this pup wants a rabbit, then by Ramuh she'll have one.

Leaning over, Nyx nudges his shoulder against hers.]

Can you chase it to the left? Over by that dead tree?

ii b

[queenofminiskirts]

[Kaoru would have been heading back, at least to check in with Shiho but she can't very well leave Ochako here by herself.

So she's plopping down beside her.]

Or, we could just share? Then we can use all the extra blankets together! Then we get to snuggle together too! It'll be a win-win situation!

[She's so damn exhausted but she's not going to stop smiling. (Or rather, it's because she's exhausted and worry that she won't let herself stop smiling.)]

[thriftea]

[Well, this is a pleasant surprise! Even though Ochako was totally prepared to see this through on her own, it's nice to have someone—a friend!—stay with her. It actually causes her smile to widen.]

Snuggling? I think wolves do fall asleep in one big pile...

[And maybe it's her werewolf instincts kicking in, but that sounds... comfy? It's better than sleeping half-up against a tree, anyway, and she tosses a few blankets over Kaoru's way.]

So let's make a really big bed!

[queenofminiskirts]

Do they? That sounds so cute! [Or well, it would be in any other situation...but let's not think about that!

She catches the blankets with a wide grin.]

Let's do it! But not too big! Otherwise there will be too much space. [She's going to start laying a couple of the blankets down because who wants to sleep on grass!?]

ii-a

[atomicals]

[Fellow werewolf here... though sadly (?) only his legs are werewolf-ey at all, wolves' back legs with big paws he still stumbles on. He's trying to do his best to avoid the town and other werewolves in general (they're scary).

Apparently, though, a fellow townsperson-cum-werewolf is an exception. He recognises Ochako while slinking around trying not to get lost in thoughts splitting more and more between himself and what he's calling wolf Hunk. He hesitates, watching her and watching what she's watching.]

...But it's so cute, [he says so sadly... He wants to have a proper meal and he has to stifle the rumbling of his stomach that says yes, that, it wants to eat that rabbit and also maybe some friends (NO. Hunk yells inside).]

[thriftea]

[It is cute, and Ochako acknowledges this fact with a depressed-sounding... whine? Was that a whine? She quickly clamps a hand over her mouth, hunkering down a bit lower to the ground in the hopes that he, you know, totally didn't hear that. This werewolf thing is the worst! The worst!

But hunger trumps embarrassment, and she forces herself to peel her hand away a few short seconds later.]

We have to eat, though! And this is better than— [Humans? She catches his eye, carefully gesturing toward the town in lieu of actually saying that.] Do you have a better idea?

[Listen to how hopeful she sounds. She doesn't want to kill this rabbit any more than he does!!]

[atomicals]

[She whined. Like a puppy, she whined. Hunk gives her a look of utmost sympathy because he totally heard it but, like, he's also in the same boat so no judgement! It's a no judgement zone.]

I mean, no, but, like... [Whispers:] Are we eating it raw?

[The werewolf in him is yelling UH DUH but the Hunk in him is yelling UH SALMONELLA.]

A;

[cupiditates]

That's a hell of a set of ears you've got on you, your majesty.

[Greed is unchanged for the moment, though with his shark teeth and purple eyes, he isn't exactly a baseline for normal. But he's got his shield up from his neck down, black carbon covering his torso and arms and hands, because he's not taking any chances.

Still. He hasn't a heartbeat, but even if he had, he's as casual and calm as he appears. Ruga's alleyways are narrow, but he isn't afraid. If she tries and attacks, he figures, he easily outclasses a teenage girl.]

Looking to bite somebody? No judgement, just asking.

[thriftea]

[She wastes no time in turning to face him, because oh, of all the people to run into—]

Don't call me that.

[They haven't known each other for very long, but even he should recognize that the snippy tone she's using is quite out of character. Normal Ochako is the peppiest person in the room; wolf Ochako both looks and sounds absolutely miserable, because hey, guess what? She is miserable, which is why it's so easy for the Positivity Queen to scowl right at him.]

And I don't want to bite anyone! Would you want to bite someone if you were like this?

[The answer, of course, is hell yeah.]

i

[glaciers]

[It's pretty darn obvious that Uraraka got bitten by a werewolf, or at least somebody who was turned. But that's how it always was in the lore. The bite of a turned werewolf will turn that other person into a werewolf. Like a weird disease.

Still... the ears are cute. The tail is cute. If only she wasn't a werewolf.]

... I'm here.

[thriftea]

[The worst part about this werewolf thing is that Ochako is still, you know, mostly Ochako. She's genuinely happy to hear his voice, and she even smiles when she turns and sees that he hasn't been bitten yet, but underneath it all she feels this weird, oppressive urge to leap at him and chomp down on his arm. Not that she wants to bite him, of course, and yet... she does? It's very confusing? And the confusion is incredibly annoying, which is why she's trying so hard to ignore everything but her friend.]

Todoroki-kun, you're safe! [She brings her hands up in front of her, nervously knitting her fingers together as she tries to hide her, um, very sharp claws. Please don't mind her very sharp fangs, either.] A-And Deku-kun? Is he safe, too?

[Why does Shouto look... so tasty...]

the okuyasu prompt aka this event is made for suffering but we find ways to make it cute

[thriftea]

[Sneaking into someone's house in the middle of the night isn't the smartest thing to do, especially given her current state, but listen: it's way better than waiting around Bluo for one of her more motivated pursuers to catch her. All she needs to do is lay low for an hour or so, wait for the person(s) chasing her to simmer down, and then quietly slink back into the forest. Easy!

And there's also the fact that this isn't just anyone's house— this is Okuyasu's house, and you know, it's been two whole days since she's actually seen him. Maybe she's extra worried about him? That's definitely what she's telling herself as she cracks open the door to his room. She's just checking on him; she absolutely does not have the urge to bite him. No way.]

Okuyasu? Are you here?

[Let her just peek her head and take a look around. She looks very babushka-like, thanks to the makeshift headscarf covering her obviously pointy ears, and her new fangs may be poking out the tiniest bit, but... hey, Okuyasu. It's ya girlfriend.]

when do i get to slam dunk a goose

[pursestrings]

[Okuyasu, for his part, has been spending the night so far hiding from werewolves. Hiding here means "waiting by his door with a fireplace poker raised like a baseball bat, ready to destroy anyone who comes by," but you know, details. He's there, poker raised, ready to utterly wreck whoever it is that's sneaking around in his house—

But oh, it's Ochako, and he drops his arms to his sides automatically. The first mistake: dropping his guard!!]

Hey! You— [okay, he is trying to ask, but even in the dark he can see there's something off about her. Aw, fuck.] Uh, you good?

[If he has to dive out a window so she doesn't try to eat him, he will--]

i.

[messianic]

[The wise thing to do would be to back up and go elsewhere. He's seen enough of the people in the Town transformed to know that they're dangerous, just like the actual werewolves--and he hasn't gotten bitten yet, which means he should try to hold onto that.

But.

Minato's not really wise, not when it comes to his friends.

He approaches, sword in one hand but held loosely at his side, other hand up placatingly.]

Ochako-san...! Are you--

[Ears. Tail. That's--

He changes what he was going to say. She's clearly not "okay".]

... Are you hurt?

[thriftea]

[Luckily for Minato, she isn't, you know, a full werewolf; she's still Ochako, which is why, as she turns his way, she's trying very, very hard to ignore the un-Ochako-like urge to close the distance and chomp down on his arm. The sword he's holding definitely helps with that. When did he get a sword? Goodness.

Asking her if she's hurt, though... oh, Minato. She isn't doing great, that's for sure, and she feels a flash of something—resentment? annoyance? both?—before she throws out a simple—]

No!

[That came out a little harsher than she'd intended, and she instantly offers him a tiny smile. Ignore her extra sharp teeth.]

...I mean, I'm not hurt badly. I'll be okay, Minato-kun.

[Being a half-werewolf brings all kinds of new aches and pains, but like. It's fine. She's fine. She definitely isn't annoyed at herself, or at him, or at the world in general!]

i

[scooptimistic]

[ She hadn't expected to see Ochako poking around an alleyway, but she's relieved to see her. She hadn't been able to find her during the first few days, but there she is! Safe and sound and with...

... Ears.

Ah. ]

Ochako-chan...

[ Oh, no. ]

[thriftea]

[Ochako is still Ochako, even with her new wolfy attributes; it's why she slowly turns toward Maya and offers her a small, close-lipped smile, hoping to hide her awfully sharp fangs. She doesn't want to scare her friend? She doesn't want to attack her friend, either, but dang, the urge to chomp... is so strong...]

I-It's okay! I'm not going to—

[Bite, she means, but she can't even say it? Her ears noticeably droop a bit at the thought. Ochako is, without a doubt, the most innocent-looking half-werewolf of all time.]

I'll just stay right here.