CMOs | PSLs

[diamondsfortears]

Call Me Outs and PSLs here. 18+ is permitted, and will be properly marked.

[ 1. You know this stuff, right? ]

It's getting near Valentine's Day, and Daia kind of has a crush on someone. He's fretting to himself, trying to figure out all manner of things: If the person he likes will like him back, and how to tell; what gift he should get; how to plan a proper date - he can be found pacing on the street. But his face lights up when he sees you, a long-time friend! He dashes over to you, waving you down.

"Hey! I'm so glad you're here! I need your help!" His cheeks are red, and he sounds a little desperate, but he's also smiling a bit and is clearly excited, hair-ear things wiggling with his eagerness.


[ 2. Step into the Grand Tour ]

You get off the boat, and see a silver-haired, golden-eyed boy there to great you, smiling huge and bright. Ignore the fangs, he has no intention of biting you.

"Hello! And welcome! I'm here to help you out with a tour of Japan! Though, I've only recently started living here, myself. I speak English and Japanese, for your convenience." Look, a job's a job. And he's happy to meet people.

"If you'll follow me, we'll take your luggage to the hotel, and please leave your crucifixes inside your baggage." A.K.A.: Please don't kill him. He values living, thank you.


[ 3. I Just Want to Party All the Time ]

There is a rather bouncy, silver-haired child just trotting through the streets. Occasionally, he'll stop by a person, hand them an envelope, and trot back on his merry way. There doesn't seem to be any particular discernment to who he chooses to give the envelopes to (unless, of course, you look like a Vampire Hunter, then you're clearly excluded).

Eventually, he's holding one out to you.

"It's a theme party! Please come in costume!" he says brightly. Whether it's off-season or not, it seems to be a Halloween party of some sort, with the address listed at an old mansion, and promises of plenty of food and drink. Look, if the Hunters can't recognize him, they can't find him; and that means it's okay to throw a party, right?

If you should so choose to attend the costume party, you'll be greeted at the door by Daia, who is wearing a frilly little number. He holds the door open, letting the music pour out.

"Please come in and enjoy yourself!"

Don't mind him if he follows you around a little bit. He could be enjoying your costume, or making sure you're able to find the snacks okay. Or swaying next to you to the music, perhaps in an almost-waltz?


[ 4. I've Always Wanted a Sleepover... But Maybe Not Like This. ]

It's pouring rain, and Daia is dashing as fast as he can through it. Unfortunately, he stumbles, and sprains his ankle with a loud yelp. He grits his teeth and gets back up, straining to try to even walk again. But it's painful, he certainly can't run any further. And he doesn't want to be captured.

He hobbles to the nearest house, and knocks on your door. Please, please answer! If you don't answer at first, the knocking will become more desperate.

And, when you do answer, you'll see the small male peering back at you, dripping head to toe.

"Please, I need a place to stay." It's said in a quick, panicked, yet quiet tone. He's certainly being overly trusting of you.


[ 5. Any other ideas or prompts you want to try? Feel free to message me via this account, or at Tseil to plot with me, and we'll make it happen. ]

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[iamnotgod]

Walter goes about making the tea after shutting the door. While the kettle boils he also digs out some clean clothes as a 'just in case' - the washer and dryer work here, thankfully, but if this man needs a spare set of clothes he can have them. They'll be big, though, just not overly so.

Walter ends up shaking his head wondering what this man could have been through. He'd been hobbling, but not bleeding; he could see, hear, and talk clearly.

Hopefully he doesn't need serious medical attention, just a nap in a dry place and to have a night away from the cause of his stress...

[diamondsfortears]

He shouldn't need medical attention - it's just a sprain, after all. And the warm water seems to help the pain ease a little bit.

But the shower is brief, and Daia makes sure to dry off quite thoroughly. He tries to dry his clothes with the towel to, to no avail. Then he tries pulling them back on, and finds the cloth clingy and difficult, not to mention cold and uncomfortable. He gives up before too long and pokes his head out the door, leaving his wet clothes hanging over the sink in the bathroom.

"Uhm… should I do something with these?" He feels bad letting them hang there just to drip.

[iamnotgod]

Well, that's a relief - not that Walter knows the damage anyway, but all the same.

Walter calls back down the hall, "I can put them through the wash, it's no trouble. I've put an extra set out, though they might be big on you, I'll warn."

[diamondsfortears]

Daia scoops up the clothes and closes the bathroom door again, trying them on and looking himself over in the mirror. Well, they're not quite his style... But, it'll definitely do for the sake of warm-and-dry right now. No one said he had to wear them forever.

He emerges from the bathroom, carrying his wet clothes in hand, his limping a little less prominent. When he looks up at Walter, the ear-like tufts of his hair lower a bit, like a curious-yet-unsure cat.

"Where do I wash these?"

[iamnotgod]

"I can take them over." Walter walks on down the hall to take the clothes.

The laundry room is easier on him when it's just him who uses it.

"Tea's almost ready, I've brought out sugar, and honey just in case."

Walter doesn't know this man's preferences, after all!

And speaking of...

"What's your name, anyway? I'm Walter."