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kaisou2023-11-20 01:53 am
jackdawvision) wrote in kaisou2023-11-20 01:53 am
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WHO: Edward Kenway and you!
WHERE: Kaisou rooftops.
WHEN: post-dragon showdown/post-Copenhagen.
WHAT: Edward gets his gacha goodwill goodies. Edward…is freaking out a little bit.
WARNINGS: some level of body horror in the linked picture.
[It’s a nice winter evening in Kaisou. The sky is a light blue, the snow is gently falling, the yokai aren’t plaguing the city anymore, there’s a half-skeleton thing on the rooftop just chilling out—
—hang on back up what the fuck.
The camera is a little shaky, but it focuses in on the half-man half-skeleton thing. It looks very much like the image of a stereotypical pirate, only there’s little to no flesh left on the skull and on one arm. One eye socket is covered with a red bandana, and dark hair with wisps of grey smoke cascades down the thing’s back. It taps sharp, ice-blue claws on the ledge of the rooftop, unconcerned it’s being filmed.
Then Edward, behind the camera, says:] This may be my fault. I summoned it—him. Conrad, I believe his name is, but I haven’t the faintest idea what he might be.
[A beat.]
Other than the ghost of a dead pirate come to haunt me, but I’ve never even met a Conrad in my life.
How do I un-summon him?
WHERE: Kaisou rooftops.
WHEN: post-dragon showdown/post-Copenhagen.
WHAT: Edward gets his gacha goodwill goodies. Edward…is freaking out a little bit.
WARNINGS: some level of body horror in the linked picture.
[It’s a nice winter evening in Kaisou. The sky is a light blue, the snow is gently falling, the yokai aren’t plaguing the city anymore, there’s a half-skeleton thing on the rooftop just chilling out—
—hang on back up what the fuck.
The camera is a little shaky, but it focuses in on the half-man half-skeleton thing. It looks very much like the image of a stereotypical pirate, only there’s little to no flesh left on the skull and on one arm. One eye socket is covered with a red bandana, and dark hair with wisps of grey smoke cascades down the thing’s back. It taps sharp, ice-blue claws on the ledge of the rooftop, unconcerned it’s being filmed.
Then Edward, behind the camera, says:] This may be my fault. I summoned it—him. Conrad, I believe his name is, but I haven’t the faintest idea what he might be.
[A beat.]
Other than the ghost of a dead pirate come to haunt me, but I’ve never even met a Conrad in my life.
How do I un-summon him?