onegreeneye | OPEN RP POST (wip)

OPEN RP POST (wip)

This is a general catch-all post for anyone who wants to thread with Ginko in his original setting - or at least something resembling it. Want to play an AU? Post-jamjar? Unexpected interdimensional travel? It's all good! In addition, if you want to thread something with mushi and such but in a more modern setting, I'm totally open to modern-day AU's. I'm fine with prose, brackets, whatever.

Please note that I'm totally open to using this post for action, fluff, whatever, but not smut. If you have any additional questions about the setting or types of mushi, just message me on this account!

(here's a placeholder for if i ever get around to putting actual prompts on here)

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Cue Ed nearly choking in shock. He must have heard that wrong!! "Six months?! You're be fucking kidding me, there's gotta be a faster way!"

"Sorry, but that's really all there is." He swings the front of the box open, sliding out a drawer and grabbing some paper packets. He counts them out carefully, still not looking at Ed.

"I'll give you the medicine... just one of these a week should do. I'll come by again in three months to see if you need more."

Ed groans loudly and hangs his head, watching Ginko count out the little folded packets with a look of stifled resentment. "Right...I don't have a whole lot of offer in exchange, though."

"No problem." He finally gets enough packets of medicine counted out and passes them to Ed, offering a very slight, wry smile. "After all, I can finish my current job, thanks to you."

He takes the bundle and raises an eyebrow, a smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth. "Fair enough. What were you expecting to find when you came snooping out here, anyway?"

"Nothing in particular. Or, more accurately, anything that might point me in the right direction." He shrugs, closing up his box again. "Usually things like this take a bit of investigation."

"Hmm. Always seemed that way back home, too." He says it more to himself than to Ginko, a distant look on his face for a moment before his attention fully returns. "You're heading back now, right? Hope you don't mind if I don't get up to show you back out again."

Ginko gives a quiet huff, shouldering his pack again and heading for the door. "Yeah, I'd better go let them know the fuki issue has been resolved. You be careful out here, alright?"

Ed grins and waves off Ginko's concern. "I will. Haven't been eaten yet, have I?"

Summer turns to fall, and out in that valley something is stirring. A wind is blowing, not out of season but something about it feels sinister, unsettling. Clouds are gathering above and threatening rain, and he chill seems to bite just a tad bit harder. It's like a warning, a premonition of something to come, and the black wings of crows cawing in the sky only seem to reinforce it.

Not too far from Ed's little shack, in a decently sized clearing the young alchemist can be found, with a stack of notes held down by a rock and a sturdy stick in hand to carefully carve out the runes of the circle he'd been crafting since Ginko had left. He can't afford to wait for so long around here, and he has access to things Ginko hadn't even known existed. For a normal person taking that medicine would be the only option, sure, but Edward is certain he could bypass the process entirely.

It's just a little more complicated than putting a statue back into the ground, is all.

Ed takes one last look around at the circle, checking it against his notes before nodding with satisfaction and tossing the stick away. "This should do." He steps into the circle and kneels, pulling a small knife out of his sleeve and taking it in his teeth to cut a slice across the palm of his hand. Blood drips onto the ground and Ed tosses the knife away before pressing his palm to the center of the circle.

The actual day may not be exact. But Ginko said three months, and he meant it.

As he makes his way through the forest, he's not really expecting too much to have changed - maybe Ed will have put up more of those strange statues, maybe not. He isn't expecting to come across the young man in a clearing, right in the middle of one of those strange diagrams.

"What are you doing?"

Ed is surprised to ear Ginko's voice cut through the silence, but it isn't enough to throw is concentration. The circle lights up golden and arcs of energy leap over his body with little seeming physical effect. He looks over with a faint grin, amused by the man's timing.

"I figured out how to put it back." The streams of light coming from Ed's shoulder flicker, and to the untrained eye seem to be slowly dissolving into nothing.

...He what?

Ginko's eyes widen, his gaze flicking between Ed and the circle, following the arcs of light. "You're... how? This isn't a good idea, it's-- you shouldn't do this."

Edward shakes his head, dismissing the older man's concerns. "I'm just reversing the transmutation I did before, but under more control." Ed looks back down to the circle, his eyes following surges of energy as invisible to Ginko as the mushi are to Ed. "I'm being careful, don't worry. I've been doing calculations ever since you left to make sure I don't hurt anything more than I already have."

But despite Ed's reassurances, something is clearly wrong. Ed doesn't notice it at first, focused as he is on the transmutation, but from the edges of the circle small, black arms emerge and begin to stretch across the ground toward the alchemist.

"No, you... you shouldn't do this, you've had too much contact with it already!"

His protests are cut off abruptly when he catches sight of the arms reaching for Ed, and in that moment his mind is made up. He can't let this happen. He grits his teeth, lunging forward as if to just push Ed out of the circle if that's what it takes. "Move!"

The arms surge forward an instant before Ginko moves, and Ed finally notices them as they converge on him. He yells and tries to scramble back, but the arms grab and drag Edward to the ground, the grasping and swarming his amputated shoulder.

Some of the arms detach from the mass and try to grab for Ginko, and Ed goes deathly pale. "Get back!!"

Ginko tries to reach for Ed, to pull him away from the arms, out of the circle, just to get him out of there - but somehow, he knows it's not going to happen. He was too late. Things have gone too far, and there's not much he can do now.

The arms grab onto him, and he gives a startled grunt as they start pulling him down right next to Ed.

No, no no no, this can't happen, not here--Ed struggles and chokes back a scream as the arms start burrowing into his shoulder, but he isn't ripped apart like he expected to be. The Gate is reaching for something else, something past him--

--the light vein. It's trying to take the light vein.

Before the Gate can start to break Ginko apart, before it reaches even halfway into that deep darkness Ed can somehow dimly sense, Ed wrenches is arm free of the mass and slams it down onto the circle again, twisting the tide of the transmutation to pull it into himself. It struggles against his will, but just when it seems like his control will slip there's a vision of...something. A ring of lights or odd cloaked figures, Ed can't really tell, and suddenly something breaks and everything is rushing in--

It's over in a matter of seconds. The black arms freeze before all rushing to swarm Edward with something like an echo-y scream that isn't quite there. They surge into the stump of is arm and leg twisting and reforming themselves into a new, surprising shape. Ed collapses unconscious, his new black stone arm and leg just as boneless as the rest of him. He'll be awake again in a few moments, but the shock of that rebound was intense.

Edited 2015-09-30 03:58 (UTC)

Ginko can't quite make out a lot of what happens - all he really notices is sound and movement, those arms clinging to him. He barely sees Ed slam his hand to the ground again, the arms surging toward him, and terror stops his breath in his throat as he watches, fully expecting the younger man to be doomed--

Seconds later, it's all over. Ginko lies there for a moment, his eyes wide and his breath ragged as he tries to figure out what just happened.

That moment of overwhelming, motionless confusion only lasts for a couple seconds, then Ginko bolts to his feet, stumbling a little as he moves to Ed's side, grabbing his shoulder. "Hey, are-- are you alright?!" He doesn't even notice the new limbs at first, and when he does he pauses, staring at them in confusion.

Edited (adventures in phone tagging) 2015-09-30 15:25 (UTC)

He is breathing, at least, and when Ginko grabs Ed's shoulder he stirs faintly. He cracks an eye open, feeling like he was just hit by a freight train and wincing from the burning pain in his shoulder and leg. Still a little out of it, he mumbles a response in Amestrian. "Good...you're okay..."

It wasn't a bloodless joining, on those limbs. Closer to the point of connection the illusion of flesh breaks down into many small tentacles woven around and merging with one another. At the join itself some of them creep out over Ed's skin and end in a small, grasping hand, but most plunge into the flesh to bury in and take root, and blood oozes out from those points. Some of those little tentacles still try to move, but something seems to be restraining them.

Edited 2015-09-30 18:18 (UTC)

Ginko blinks, his brow furrowing slightly at the unfamiliar language before his attention moves back to Ed's shoulder. He leans in a little, frowning as he examines the joining point, but he isn't sure what to do about it, or... if he should do anything at all.

For the time being, he wraps his arms around Ed to drag him out of the circle - maybe it's not necessary, but just in case. He leans him up against the nearest tree before more or less collapsing to sit against it himself, his legs shaking slightly from the exertion and lingering fear of the incident.

Edward groans and shakes his head, only half aware as his brain sorts itself back out. Why had the Gate appeared like that? He hadn't done anything that should summon it, and he's never seen it act like that before. It had only been reactionary before, even when Dante had been running free with summoning it before!

He reaches up to rub his head with his right hand, wincing a bit from the movement. "Goddamnit, what the hell--" The complaint cuts off when Ed realizes just what it is he's moving, letting out a startled shout and trying to scramble back on instinct. With the imbalance of weight due to the stone he only really succeeds in falling over again, but he does at least start talking in Japanese again. "What the fuck is this?!"

Ed's outburst draws Ginko's attention all over again; he turns to face the alchemist, tensing slightly as he tries to get up and... promptly falls again. Ginko winces a little in sympathy, but right now, he doesn't really have the energy to move over and check on him.

"Beats me." His exhaustion shows in his voice, but he does examine the limbs with some curiosity. "Does it hurt?"

Ed groans a reluctant affirmative, staring in confusion at the hand and toes he flexes as if they were perfectly normal flesh and blood. He feels something shift in his shoulder and hisses, clapping his normal hand over the join.

"That damn thing is supposed to take limbs, not hand them out. It shouldn't have even appeared, I wasn't doing anything that should have summoned it!"

"You've seen that before?" His eyes widen slightly, looking back up to Ed's face. "What... was it?"

"...that thing is what I need to go through to get home."

Ed sighs and his shoulders go slack. "It's called the Gate. It...regulates alchemy, and extracts tolls from alchemists that break the taboo of reviving the dead."

So, you know. There's another thing to worry about with this strange child, Ginko.

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