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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James flashed him a wide, wide grin. He was missing a couple of teeth.

"That's not my problem!" His eyes flicked to the smoke Ginko tugged out. The way it was rolled automatically made him feel more at home. This guy. He could grow to like. "They get by in a world of faeries well enough."

Ginko rolled his eyes, giving a quiet almost-laugh accompanied by a puff of odd-smelling smoke. "Maybe so, but I'd suggest being careful anyway. Some people react pretty badly to encountering mushi - or just hearing about them."

"No, y'see, I'll keep you on standby," He raised his hands, knowing this was a stupid idea that would never happen, but he really wanted to get it out into the air. Also he almost got a laugh. He bet he could do better. "And while we're on route, you can make, I dunno, bird calls or something if we're headed into rough territory and we'll just change course! Plus we'll have 'em sign a waver, nobody can sue us. I'll split the profits with you, 30/70!"

"Yeah, sorry, not gonna work. That sounds like it would require me to stick around for a while." He shrugged slightly. "Probably won't be here for more than another few days."

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"What! No, you can't go--" Why, JW? He shook himself. "This is a million dollar oportunity here. We'll open a themepark, call it Mushi Land." He was still grinning, still carrying on the joke, but it was a slightly sadder grin.

He only knew of one tree gate that led him to this Japan.

Then again. Japan wasn't that big.

Ginko hadn't the slightest clue what a theme park was, but he figured this was something he should explain before asking that.

"Sorry, but I don't have much of a choice. Not unless I want this place getting overrun." He breathed out slowly, watching smoke curl into the air. A couple drifting, luminous forms fluttered away from it. "See, I don't just work with mushi. I attract them. Can't afford to stick around anywhere for too long."

JW tilted his head, then nodded, crestfallen but understanding.

"That's tough. I kinda get that...these things don't really attract faeries," he bobbed his head to call attention to his antlers. "But they're pretty much a big red target for 'em. You piss 'em off or what?"

JW, no, you haven't reached a high enough level to unlock that.

Another quiet snort. "No. Not that I know of, anyway; it's just how it's always been for me. ...What about you? How did you get those, anyway?"

Turnabout is fair play, after all.

It was fair. And he wanted to talk to this guy as long as he could, learn what he could about this strange world. Even if he wasn't going to open Mushi Land, it would still be useful to learn to steer clear of what he couldn't see.

It was weird, being the blind one for a change. Well, besides the kind of blind that put a warning on his driver's licence.

"There's a kind of faerie called a phookah. Looks like a person with a horse's head, at least the one I met did. And apparently all blackberries in a given wood belong to him after the frost starts falling. Old nag caught me in his berry patch."

"...Huh. That's... too bad." Now he had a bit more of an idea of what JW had meant about convoluted rules. "So, how often do things like that happen where-- when you're from?"

"For me? Same shit different week. Everywhere else? I'm not sure...folks either blame something else on 'em or just don't know...my job is just taking care of the town."

In return for healthcare that wasn't shit. Who was taking care of who?

"Folks don't like havin' their world-view rocked..."

That sounded familiar. Except for the part about focusing on a specific town.

"Usually not, no. It's always seemed to me that making sure they understand what's happening can help, but... not everyone reacts well."

JW watched the smoke from Ginko's cigarette waft skyward for a while.

"Where you headed, then? Just...away?"

"More or less. Thinking of heading north next." He paused a moment, then added, "I might be back here eventually. Not for a while, though; have to give some time for the mushi to clear out."

"Yeah? What's up north?"

He tried to remember what Japan was even shaped like. Maybe if he brought the guy a picture...

"Depends on how far you go. But, in this case, there's a friend who I haven't seen in a while. Thinking of visiting her, then I'll just... see what work I can find."

Think of a reason to go somewhere, go there, then keep going. Pretty much the same as ever.

"Well, good luck wherever you end up. I can't predict that for you, future or not."

He waved his hand, waving away the smoke. It smelled strange. Nothing he was familiar with.

"Thanks. Same to you; the future sounds pretty dangerous, mushi or not..."

Then he hesitated, his brow furrowing as another concern that had been nagging at the back of his mind fully occurred to him. When he spoke again, he made an effort to sound casual, but his voice was a little more cautious than it had been a moment ago.

"So, there... really aren't any mushi in the future, are there?"

JW gave a helpless shrug. "Not in Hawksaw, USA...I can't speak for every country. You ever been to Not Japan? World's huge!" He held his arms wide to show the approximate circumference of the Earth.

Ginko let out another quiet, half-amused huff. "I guess so. Maybe they are still out there after all."

It was a comforting thought. The idea of a world totally without mushi was disturbing, to say the least.

Edited 2015-08-12 06:05 (UTC)

Almost! It was almost a laugh. So close.

"Who knows? Maybe I scare 'em away!"

Ginko grinned, shifting a little to rest his elbow on his knee. "Sounds like you would be good to have around here, then. Counteract whatever it is about me that keeps drawing them in."

Oooh. Lookit that. He had all his teeth.

"Y'know we have established I can't see these things. My house could be crawlin' with 'em without me knowing." However, the past HOUR would suggest that JW had the dumbest luck on the planet to still be alive. "I wouldn't worry about your mushi going away...Now ghosts! I could tell you if you had a ghost problem."

He raised an eyebrow slightly. "Ghosts?" He didn't quite sound doubtful, just a little uncertain; every 'ghost' he had ever heard of had turned out to be a mushi, but... they had kind of already established that JW had run into some things Ginko had never heard of.

JW saw that brow and raised his own. "Ghosts."

He leaned forward on the rock, elbow propped against his knee.

"Don't tell me you don't believe in spooks after saving my ass from two invisible boogiemen."

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