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Casper LeBlanc Jr. ([personal profile] helborn) wrote in [community profile] pluviosa2024-02-23 12:24 pm

[Open] I'm On A Boat

Who: Casper and ???
What: Boat shenanigans! Digging! Trees!
Where: Several locations
When: Day 3-4ish
Warnings: One prompt has a dead body, one thread is getting into some serious/dark subjects.


Jungle Cruise

[Casper does not have many weapons - certainly not the kinds of powerful magical options other people on the ship have. But he's not out of all options. He heads down towards the bottom of the ship - or at least what he can reach. Deck 9 is about it, so he starts there.]

[The water is a problem. The water might be too much of a problem for him to handle - so he freezes it. At least a good chunk around him is frozen, so anyone coming down there might need to be careful not to slip. That done, he starts digging. He doesn't have a shovel or any tools so it's just him pushing at dirt trying to find some kind of bottom.]

[This is probably not going to work. Come either mock him or help him?]
(See next prompt.)


Kill it with Fire

[Casper has been digging and he absolutely does not like what he's found. He's read enough horror books and seen enough horror movies to know that letting this thing spread is an incredibly bad idea. He keeps looking around for anyone, covered in dirt and mud and probably other things with his hair all wild.]

Do you have fire magic? Or the ability to make a fire that's really hot?

[He needs a hand, because a campfire is not going to do it. He needs extremely high temperatures in an extremely controlled environment.]


On the Treetops

[He likes to be up high. Some of these trees are gigantic so he's having fun climbing them. It's very much an easy thing for him - he's just scrambling up them and jumping from tree to tree. He's making a lot of noise though so he might be being too disruptive. Either way he's having fun and it's not like there's a whole crowd to bother.]

[Occasionally he rests, and stares out at the barren wasteland around them. What could be out there? He wants to know, but he also doesn't want to die again.]



Night Sky

[Casper is enjoying himself just chilling out on the deck at night. There are no constellations that he's familiar with, so he starts making up new ones.]

That one's the Cat. That one's the Rabbit. ... Maybe that spot on the moon is the Monkey? It's definitely not the Bunny.

[He's mostly talking to himself - Bob is asleep in his hoodie pocket - but he'd welcome company, if you'd like.]


[Wildcard]

[Got another idea? Either grab me on Discord (artematthew) or Plurk ([plurk.com profile] atrypical).]
airplaneskyward: (wet)

[personal profile] airplaneskyward 2024-03-05 03:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Airplane hesitantly edges a little closer. “I don’t know why anyone wouldn’t care about you. You’re amazing.” He’s still quieter than usual and looking down, holding himself back. “I don’t want to—overwhelm you. I just—as long as you’re happy, I— yeah.” He’s so used to contempt and anger and disgust, to no one liking anything about him, because what is there to like? It’s hard to believe in actually being liked, and so very easy to believe that he shouldn’t delude himself that anyone would want him around.
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[personal profile] airplaneskyward 2024-03-05 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
“I don’t think anyone in any universe has ever thought I was sweet before.” He squeezes Casper’s hand a little, looking nervously up at him through his lashes. “You’re not a failure, and you matter so much, and… you make me happy, I just… I know I’m always too much, and I don’t want to come on too strong, and I don’t want to take advantage of you, and you’re so sweet and, and real and— amazing and— I don’t know how anyone could like me, much less someone like you.”
airplaneskyward: (sigh)

[personal profile] airplaneskyward 2024-03-05 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Airplane smiles wryly. “Very easily. I talk too much and I don’t have much of a filter and I’m a coward and I’m annoying and I grovel too much or too little or…” There are a lot of reasons no one likes him, it’s hard to pick. “And I’m a sleazy scum traitor spy, of course.”
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[personal profile] airplaneskyward 2024-03-05 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Gay virgin losers unite, or something.

“I don’t think you’re creepy. Honestly if anything you’re… so righteous I don’t know why you’d want anything to do with me. Righteous people generally don’t. Heroes. Not with cowardly traitor scum. You’re a better person than I am.” He pauses, eyes Casper. “Can I ask what ichor is?”
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[personal profile] airplaneskyward 2024-03-05 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
“Hey. It’s—not being human is fine. Can be hot, even— fuck pretend I didn’t say that. Um. I just mean, I don’t—you’re Casper, that’s all that matters, not what… percentage of you is human or whatever. I’m not baseline human anymore and I haven’t been for a long time. I mean, look at my skin, regular humans don’t look like this.”
airplaneskyward: (sigh)

[personal profile] airplaneskyward 2024-03-05 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
The blush is not at all discouraging him from letting his mouth make awkward comments because oh no he’s so cute.

“Just you is all you need to be. I like just you.”
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[personal profile] airplaneskyward 2024-03-05 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
“I… yeah. Me too.” He smiles nervously at Casper and squeezes his hand. “We can find a room to hole up in?”