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Scenario A: This One Blows
With so many winged creatures starting to fill up the world, it was only a matter of time before someone asked: how does flight work? Aerodynamics is a complicated subject, but one cannot hope to fly at all in a world with no air or wind. What, then, would be the point of having wings at all if they can't be used?
All at once the sky becomes filled with air, and the winds begin to move. However, there doesn't seem to be much logic to where and how hard they blow - all the wind knows is that it does blow, and that winged creatures may use it to fly up and away. Unfortunately, the result is something of a chaotic windstorm, and with an infinite supply of snow falling from the mountaintop the world is suddenly whited out in a raging blizzard.
If you're outside when the wind strikes, you'd best grab onto something before you get blown away yourself. If you're indoors at the time you'd think that would be lucky, but the wind hasn't quite figured out where it's coming from, either... so maybe stay away from anything sharp or heavy, in case a sudden indoor tornado starts whipping things around.
Scenario B: Let There Be...?
Light is another tricky subject. Where does it come from? The sky seems like a reasonable answer, but not all places are exposed to it. What of caves and buildings? How does light get there, and what happens when it can't?
The change may come slowly or suddenly as the world itself seems to experiment with the idea. Anything with a roof over it is left in total darkness, while everything outside remains brightly lit. It's as if a bright spotlight were pointing down at the world from above - even windows won't do much to let the light in, as it can only illuminate what it touches. Reflecting light may still be too difficult of a concept for this world.
The idea of there being other light sources is also, unfortunately, a difficult subject. Nothing seems to be able to penetrate this new darkness. Navigating indoors may be difficult for awhile, especially if you're also battling a hurricane.
Scenario C: How To Train Your Dragon
Dragons are dangerous and powerful creatures, but the fluffier, feathery breed has quickly grown in popularity among the people of the new world. Many find the small dragons cute, and some have even adopted them as pets. They're only as big as a house-cat, so what's the harm?
Well, the winged dragons have noticed that people are much more forgiving around them if they play up their cuteness. They've grown more fearless around strangers, and with that they can be quite a nuisance. It's more common now to see them swooping down on people, stealing shiny things, or just getting in the way to beg for food scraps and attention. Though not actively malicious, their claws and beaks are also quite sharp if you're unfortunate enough to be on the receiving end.
Persistence is another strong trait among dragons, as evident from their fishier dragon brethren, so these bad habits might be tough to break.
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atreus | god of war
[ under any normal circumstance, the massive gust of wind would make atreus bolt for cover behind a tree. it's harsh enough that an adult would need to push against it to walk, and so a small boy like atreus doesn't stand a chance not getting blown back. so why, in the middle of the gust, is he crouched on the ground in an open area near the lake?
from the back it's clear he is holding onto something, his arm hooked underneath it. his other arm holds onto his bow, pushed into the ground to anchor him from flying back toward the lake. from the front what he holds is apparent - a fluffy creature, mixed between a rabbit and a bird - and he is pushing it to his chest for dear life. the animal frantically squirms in the hook of his arm, squealing with its desperate attempts to escape, and atreus grits his teeth as the wind keeps slamming at him. ]
Stop - I'm trying to help you!
[ though surely in this scenario, he's the one who may need the help? ]
II - Heavenly Blanc
[ initially atreus came here to scavenge. tools, food, whatever he could find. however he is quickly distracted by just how... weird this place looks. the signs, the machines, the layout of this place in general. the only thing that looks remotely familiar are bottles lined up with what he assumes is alcohol.
what catches his eye most though is the circular board with mark-ups that remind him of target practice his mom made him do when he first began learning archery. he grins and pulls his bow off his back, an arrow plucked from his quiver. he hits the bullseye with ease, so much so that it's disappointing. it isn't even a challenge. he takes a look around, notices there's an upstairs, and a brilliant idea lights up.
so used to living in an area with scant presence of life, he doesn't think anyone will come into the building. when that person does enter, they'll hear is the sound of a scream - a war cry - and what they'll see is a young boy leaping down from the stairwell, rolling onto the ground, and firing three arrows at the dartboard. they all miss, piercing the wall up above it. ]
What!? No way. How'd I miss?
[ he thought for sure he would get it. with a grunt he stands up, not yet even noticing someone has come in. ]
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II
[Which is how Wuxian decides to announce himself. Hey, a question was asked, and he gave an answer! That's normal, surely? We don't talk about how that "war cry" genuinely had him worried for a moment, because clearly that isn't relevant anymore.]
For another: the distance may be short, but cramped space offers its own complications, especially when you let it distract you.
[Which may or may not be the case here, but he enjoys the opportunity to sound like an expert - and he pretty much is! So he think he deserves it.]
More importantly: you really shouldn't make too much of a mess here. If you upset the owner, she's going to be a lot less willing to share this alcohol with all of us.
[Not that the place or the booze are technically Tifa's, but that's what Wuxian has decided, and so that's how it will be.]
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Who--
[ but then wuxian continues, atreus silencing himself, still stunned by seeing another person. that alone is a fairly novel experience really. he tries to interject again, much too soon, and at this point his face twists into a scowl. it's like being lectured to by his father, except this guy isn't his father so it's all the worse!
but when wuxian is done, and atreus lets there be silence for a couple seconds to be certain of it, he'll try again. ]
So, who are you? Since you're not the owner?
[ he absorbed that very important point, mostly because it means he isn't actually in trouble. ]
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[Which is more or less true, though the importance he chooses to attach to it is not quite realistic. He just likes it!]
Which is another reason why you shouldn't mess this place up.
[But on to more important matters. After all, while his assessment of the surroundings being a poor choice for archery was correct, there could still be a more basic problem. And also: he hasn't done any archery in way too long.]
Here, let me see your bow.
[He makes a rather demanding gesture, though at least he's not rude enough to try taking the bow unless the kid gives it to him.]
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No way. I won't shoot in here anymore, but I won't let you take it.
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I'm not taking it. I just want to try it for a moment.
[Because, after he's just argued the "no archery indoors" rule, that makes total sense.]
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Still better than me. But if you're going to do that sort of thing isn't outside better?
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I - I wasn't - [ he stops and then scrambles to get stand up on his feet ] - Is this your place?
[ is he in trouble? he would like to not be in trouble. ]
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[She was willing to admit that to a relative stranger. Walking over, she started to tug one of the arrows out of the wall and hand it back to him, giving him a curious look.]
So, why showing off if you're alone?
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[ jumping from a height, doing a roll, then shooting? more challenging, and way cooler in action. knowing she isn't the owner makes him visibly relax. ]
Why do you live under a bridge? Don't you get cold?
[ what a weird place to take shelter. good from the rain, but everything else? not ideal. ]
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...
Unless that idiot of a pixie was in a mood.
[Because F Cirno. Nobody liked her anyway. Parsee certainly wasn't a fan of the ice fairy's antics.]
And of course that would be too easy for you. [Mumble mumble, show off.] But how often are you actually going to jump down stairs and shoot a bow? Maybe running and shooting outside. That'd make sense.
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Well this place has a target. [ he points to the dartboard. ] Why else would it be up there if you aren't supposed to shoot at it?
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[Grunt. Oh there was definitely a story to the bridge, but she pretty much was never in a good mood, so he'd have to get the gumption up to ask.]
You might want to set it up outside, against a tree. Do your acrobatics out there. Pretty sure one of the owners'll get angry eventually.