[Xiao Xingchen is sure he came here for some good reason, but as he watches what plays out in front of his eyes, he can't recall what convinced him to!
Between other acts that feel embarrassing enough, some exploits - unmistakably his - play out in front of his eyes: a clandestine moment in the woods, an incident with a cow-shaped mask, at the mercy of a kraken. Then they get to a segment about a maid cafe.
His whole form curls up and shrinks around himself in a lump, flushed skin peeking out from under white robes even as he tries to hide. If only he could disappear right there! Why doesn't he just transform into another form, as the play indicates he can? Well, that would require a level of deception. Gaze darting around, it settles on the person he's seated next to, and he acts on instinct.]
Please--!
[Xiao Xingchen lunges to the side to thrust a long, loose white sleeve in their line of vision.]
II.
[On even ordinary days, the scent clinging to his clothes alternates between fresh-baked goods and pine from the mountains, depending on where he last traveled. Now, however, the scent of sweetness surrounds him wherever he goes. Is there something off about the place, ever since the attack?
Opening his hand, he finds a hard piece of candy. He closes his fingers around it, then as if to see if it's his imagination, opens it again. All that's changed is another piece of candy sitting next to the first piece in his palm.
He's now the god of... sweets?
The sweet scent leaving a trail across the city towards the Mei Mei Maid Cafe - at least this area is as he left it - he hurries inside and readies some tea, placing some of the small candies into it to prepare it in the way he's discovered in this world. After it dissolves, he also decides to practice his other power bestowed by the Augur, chilling the air around the tea until it becomes a cold drink (also something he learned of here). He is feeling a bit warmer in a way he knows too well.
It doesn't taste the same as the kind from their plant.
He turns a warm smile towards anyone who might have followed, faint confusion still evident in his eyes, though he appears mostly resigned to this world's eccentricities.]
Did you want one like this as well? I do need to find a way to use all of these.
Wildcard [I can work with any prompt and idea, and feel free to PM if you need. He will also likely be getting a (faulty) neural implant.]
Xiao Xingchen | Mo Dao Zu Shi | OTA
[Xiao Xingchen is sure he came here for some good reason, but as he watches what plays out in front of his eyes, he can't recall what convinced him to!
Between other acts that feel embarrassing enough, some exploits - unmistakably his - play out in front of his eyes: a clandestine moment in the woods, an incident with a cow-shaped mask, at the mercy of a kraken. Then they get to a segment about a maid cafe.
His whole form curls up and shrinks around himself in a lump, flushed skin peeking out from under white robes even as he tries to hide. If only he could disappear right there! Why doesn't he just transform into another form, as the play indicates he can? Well, that would require a level of deception. Gaze darting around, it settles on the person he's seated next to, and he acts on instinct.]
Please--!
[Xiao Xingchen lunges to the side to thrust a long, loose white sleeve in their line of vision.]
II.
[On even ordinary days, the scent clinging to his clothes alternates between fresh-baked goods and pine from the mountains, depending on where he last traveled. Now, however, the scent of sweetness surrounds him wherever he goes. Is there something off about the place, ever since the attack?
Opening his hand, he finds a hard piece of candy. He closes his fingers around it, then as if to see if it's his imagination, opens it again. All that's changed is another piece of candy sitting next to the first piece in his palm.
He's now the god of... sweets?
The sweet scent leaving a trail across the city towards the Mei Mei Maid Cafe - at least this area is as he left it - he hurries inside and readies some tea, placing some of the small candies into it to prepare it in the way he's discovered in this world. After it dissolves, he also decides to practice his other power bestowed by the Augur, chilling the air around the tea until it becomes a cold drink (also something he learned of here). He is feeling a bit warmer in a way he knows too well.
It doesn't taste the same as the kind from their plant.
He turns a warm smile towards anyone who might have followed, faint confusion still evident in his eyes, though he appears mostly resigned to this world's eccentricities.]
Did you want one like this as well? I do need to find a way to use all of these.
Wildcard
[I can work with any prompt and idea, and feel free to PM if you need. He will also likely be getting a (faulty) neural implant.]