APRIL 2015

[thecanopycrew]

Uncertain if this is a game for you? Curious to see how your character would act in it? Testing the waters? Then take them on this Home Tree Test Drive! directions ❀ Don't forget to read the Introduction , our Rules and the F.A.Q ❀ Post with your character with their name and canon in the subject line. ❀ Use the prompt(s) given here or make up your own! ❀ Both prose and comment spam format are welcome. ❀ Tag around! Make friends. Don't be afraid to discuss OOCly while tagging. ❀ The Test Drive Meme can be used for your application's first person sample. ❀ This meme is is considered as OOC and not part of the game's canon. prompt Night of the Fireflies! It is late at night after you have gained your wings, and the tree is surprisingly dark. All the fireflies have gathered outside, flying around the tree in a display of glittering stars. It is almost as if they little critters are dancing with joy to see the new friends joining the Tree. On the first floor's branch, the glow worms have settled, illuminating the whole bark like a shining band of Christmas lights - and they, too, are reveling in the joy of new adventurers. Explore how your new gem works, try put your leaf clothes and join the critters in their dance - or simply watch them imitate the starts in the sky. It's a nice night to meet new friends. Just bring a squirrel fur or two, it's still cold outside.

Night Gem Wing Inspiration ❀ Day Gem Wing Inspiration

Comments

[redactions]

... okay. Not asking. Bucky gives him an odd look, something that marries curiosity and wariness. But he's ever the diplomat. Always talk first before you punch something, never start a fight but always finish it.

'Pal,' he says, neutrally. 'Anybody who tells ya they ain't scared is lying. Now - depends on whether that fear rules 'em or not.' And he knows, while his is there, it can be contained. 'You need to feed on this or somethin'? That how it works?'

[isolophobia]

"Oh, if it were only that simple."

Because you are absolutely right; everyone does feel fear. Pitch just crosses one knee over the other. Then sets his chin on a fist.

"You need food, or you'll die. You need water, or you'll die. You need air, or you'll die very much quicker.

Yes, consuming fear is a little like consuming food, but it will not ensure survival."

Actually it's nothing like food, but whatever metaphor helps.

"Adults don't often believe in the stories anymore. But think back to when you were small. Did you need a light on, or the door open? Did you ever hear frightening tales about the dark man that haunted the abandoned lot down the street, or reached out of the closet? The little ones are more likely to believe."

And we're back to leaning into your space.

"Adults don't see us without some sort of...trauma. So here I am with moth wings and someone who can hear me"

Does beg the question if the wins are responsible.

[redactions]

It's a nice little tale, the hard lines of a web nearly finished, but Natasha's taught him a few things about spiders. They're not nearly this impatient. Poor fella though, he can't imagine not being seen by anyone who wasn't terrified out of their minds. It probably did things to you.

'Soldiers die scared,' he answers simply, his eyes locked on Pitch's, steady. He doesn't look away, but he does blink, unruffled, searching the entity for some reaction. When the worst has already happened, there's very little fear left, if any at all.

WRY ON TDM WRY?! /rubs face on thread and lays in floor

[isolophobia]

More than you know, Bucky. Though Pitch...doesn't actually blink. Not like who's tougher, or more manly or something, like he actually has no reflex. Or eyelashes. But he does have a third eyelid. Like a cat. Not showing that off, though, even if it is a species holdover from Kozmotis.

"Most do. fear of the unknown is a common denominator among the elder mortals. But the little ones believe that there is more to it than withered bodies giving out. They're afaid of me."

hideous laughter

[redactions]

No visible weakness. The hunter approves. The rest of him is still on the fence. (Or tree.)

'No little ones here, so you're goin' after adults?'

[isolophobia]

"I am starting to think the wings have something to do with it. But as I said; you are capable of eating without the promise of survival."

There will come a day when Pitch Black rises again in the world, because he's never really gone.

"You know, I used to scoff at the idea that children would be the key. Look what that got me."

[redactions]

'Kids're stronger than you think,' he retorts. 'What did you do?'

[isolophobia]

"Hid in closets and under beds. But mow I've learned my lesson and I'm going after adults."