Ginko (
onegreeneye) wrote2015-07-23 11:28 am
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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!
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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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"Beats me." His exhaustion shows in his voice, but he does examine the limbs with some curiosity. "Does it hurt?"
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"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!"
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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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But now doesn't really seem like the time to ask Ed if he's tried to bring someone back from the dead. Ginko slumps back against the tree.
"...Huh." And then, possibly against his better judgement, "Sounds kind of like something we have here."
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How do you explain the circle of light to someone who's never seen it? (Which, of course, Ginko doesn't know that Ed has.)
"For all I know, it might have existed in your home as well, but..." But at this point he's not really willing to make any assumptions as far as similarities between his world and Ed's. "It has a few names. The circle of light, the natural order. It's essentially the will of nature itself."
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"I...I think I might have seen it. When I was trying to stop the Gate from going after the light vein. I was trying to turn it all back on me, and then a bunch of things surrounded me before..."
He shakes his head--it's too difficult to describe.
"I guess it doesn't like the Gate very much."
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It was protecting the light vein.
"I guess not. Not when it's going after what the circle is supposed to protect, at least."
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Of course, that puts Ed right back to square one all over again.
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"You're lucky that this turned out to be something that could be fixed without you getting hurt for it."
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He glances over Ed thoughtfully, then shakes his head. "Looks like it's gone. So there's that, at least."
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He does, however, eye Ed's new limbs questioningly. "What are those made of? Do they... work?"
Well it's not like there's really a polite way to ask that.
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He crosses his legs and rubs the black knee, then flexes and stretches his right arm. "I...think it's stone? It's hard, but it still moves right. Sure as hell don't feel much from 'em, but they seem to work."
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Then again, he supposes the ground shouldn't be able to move the way it does when Ed manipulates it, either.
"Well, it's good to hear you can move them alright, anyway."
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Ed glances over with a look of concern. "What about you? Everything still where it should be?"
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After a moment of hesitation, glancing over himself as if to be sure he hasn't lost any limbs and somehow not noticed, Ginko nods. "I think I'm okay."
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He groans, shoving his fingers through his hair before reaching into his pocket to dig out his box of cigarettes. "Dammit..."
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