open to all !

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Who: Nanaue & you!
When: November catch-all
Where: Solvunn; Nocwich ; Horizon
What: Day(s) in the life of a manshark.
Warnings: Gore, violence, animal harm & death, seriously dead dove do not eat. Also obligatory disclaimer that sometimes threads with Nanaue are nonverbal for many tags or end abruptly!

PRIMARY SETTLEMENT; NANAUE'S HOUSE ☠
[ Maybe you have heard of the red barn-shed on the outskirts of the settlement where a seven foot manshark allegedly makes his home. Maybe that manshark himself has proudly told you (with his limited vocabulary) that he is in fact a home owner and this is where he sleeps. Or maybe you just stumble upon the area all on your own, it doesn't really matter!

The small barn (or large shed) sits quietly in a meadow, not far from a small pond. With the changing season there's less dragonflies flitting around the pool's murky, slimy surface, but you can still hear a small chorus of frogs making their presence known. The barn itself is brightly painted, with three of it's sides covered in child-like doodles and drawings of happy people, flowers, fish, and other things. One side has a full English alphabet drawn on it (or whatever it translates to in your own language). ]

BAD DOG!

[ That deep shout is all the warning you get before something that is very much NOT a dog comes bursting out of the barn with some rags in its mouth. It spins around and shakes them violently before eyeing you and lowering its held with a low growl...

...

Or in the afternoon, perhaps after lunch, you might find a more peaceful interaction between these two creatures. Nanaue tosses a very large bone across the meadow, and his varren happily rushes after it in a game of fetch. ]

Good dog. [ He will say as it approaches. The varren does not seem yet to grasp the return part of fetch, though, and you might watch the pair wrestle over the bone for a few minutes... ]



PRIMARY SETTLEMENT; SKOOL ☠
[ Seated in the center of a group of children is Nanaue. This is not exactly a strange sight if you've been in the Primary Settlement for the past six months. The children has taken a liking to the monstrous man, who sits almost docile in their midst. Sometimes their games are more rough, with the children trying to tackle and defeat him. Today, it seems like they are decorating him, or maybe practicing for a worship related art project. Some of the children have strung together bones on thread and are wrapping him like a morbid Christmas tree. Others are painting directly onto his hide common symbols and runes and even just regular letters.

Nanaue himself is breaking off bones from the strings and idly chomping down on them. ]



NOCWICH; ☠
[ Nanaue doesn't often visit Oleuni Square. When he does, he can be found lounging in the hot springs - or perusing the market stalls.

There's a particular stall he's patronizing today that sells bone carvings, sculptures and jewelry. Nanaue picks up little statuettes to examine at eye level, under the wary watch of the artist and seller. When he moves on to the jewelry he holds up a necklace and gently places it atop his flat head... for it is far too small to fit over it to sit on his collarbone. ]

How look? [ he turns to ask guilelessly at whoever is nearby. The artist catches your eye nervously, shaking his head as if to tell you not to encourage this... ]



HORIZON; ☠
[ Nanaue's domain, much like the man-creature himself, hasn't changed very much since he first created it. The waves are gentle and his cave still smells very questionable.

On the rare occasions throughout the month that he can be found here, Nanaue is almost always out swimming. He stays beneath the surface, unseen except for the massive fin that sometimes breaks through the waves.

Alternatively, maybe he wanders into YOUR domain. He does like exploring new places. He might be standing at whatever passes for an entrance, staring with his flat, black eyes. ]



WILDCARD; ☠
( Something not on here? I'm down for anything! Feel free to mix and match or make up a new scenario! )

Comments

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[Man, no fuckin' kidding. Nero wipes a brow, putting his hands across his chest after to take all this in. Nanaue's a big guy, but he's not so sure he's big enough to chow down on this entire fucked up whale before it starts bloating under the sun. Ick.

Luckily Nero's hardly weirded out by the kids. He did way worse when he was younger in the Order, and once one of them falls through rotting flesh into a cavern of stomach lining and blood, likely all the kids are gonna learn a rough lesson about climbing dead whale... fish... things.

Nero screws up his face, but he does hesitate.] I mean... guess it's not much different than sushi, huh?

[He pulls off a piece, sniffing it. Hesitating. He's pretty sure sushi doesn't smell like this, though. It's not like it's gonna poison him. He's never gotten food poisoning in his life.

He takes a bite. His teeth, weirdly, go through it as easily as butter. But it's cold. And tastes like salt water. Ugh.] It's not... bad.

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Sushiiii. [ Nanaue repeats with a nod. Better than sushi! So fresh... kind of, ignoring how long it took him to drag it this far. But it's probably fine!

Content with how his offering was received, Nanaue immediately goes back to tearing into the deceased creature's flesh - face (mouth) first. It will definitely be too much for him to consume on his own, but he is not thinking that far ahead.

From near the top of the leviathan comes a surprised cry. One of the kids, a lanky boy no older than ten, loses his footing on the beast's slimy hide and starts to fall backward. ]

[ofthesword]

[Okay, that sort of brings to mind if Nanaue even knows what sushi is, which is sort of weird, because Nero's pretty sure people, like, eat sharks, or make sushi out of them, or... something. Look, he's had sushi only a few times. Fortuna's not exactly on the map because of its cuisine.

It does have a lot of fish, though. The pleasures of living on an island.]

Oh, come -- Hold on. [He slaps Nanaue on the shoulder in a good natured pat, then hops up on the leviathan's back to snatch the kid out of the gory hole he's about to fall into -- complete with splintered ribs.] Seriously, why are you guys playing on a bloated whale carcass? You're all so fuckin' weird. [The kids laugh the same way they always do when he curses in front of them. Nero's never much bothered not to.] Look, go grab some adults or something! Maybe they can have a feast.

[He shoos them off, hopping back down next to Nanaue's side.] I can see why you get along with 'em. You're all fuckin' weird.

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No - [ Nanaue replies, looking mildly affronted. ] You weird!

[ Some of the (slightly) more responsible children seem to take Nero's words to heart, in particular the one who almost fell, and they begin to grudgingly wander off in search of responsible adults.

Nanaue, meanwhile, grunts and goes back to eating. ]

🎀 if it works for you!

[ofthesword]

[Nero waves at them. He's not responsible, but he's totally an adult. Nailed it.]

Yeah, well you're weirdest. [He claps Nanaue on the shoulder. Not that it was the worst thing he's ever eaten, but he's not really jonesing for a second bite, either.

Maybe char-grilled... some barbecue sauce... they're not lookin' at anything bad.]

I better make sure another one of these things doesn't eat the rest of them. Enjoy the buffet, man.