#𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟! ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ event

[einwish]

§ The rule is one contract per person. §

§ It's not necessary to have a body in the traditional sense, as long as you have a strong wish. §

The incubator flicks his tail before staring at the oddball duo from the table.

§ Well? Is there anything you want in this world? §

⋆˚🐾˖ @lethalitisms ⊹ . ݁˖ .

[einwish]

But what was bait without a line to reel it in?

Kyubey doesn't stop, but leads at a perfect pace: darting around buildings, along walls, soft fluffy tail bouncing just out of reach as it scampers like a cat through the urban undergrowth. Archimedes is perfect for games like these, with its winding steps carved into Spirale walls, twisting and turning tongues of marble that go up and around, the Boombirds blasting from their speaker heads above, the rows of natural pools echoing two sets of footsteps with ripples on the water's surface.

At the end of a passageway that leads to a wall, Kyubey turns and beams, its four ears perking up as the other finally catches up.

§ Good job, you've caught me! §

§ Do you want a reward? What about a wish? §

@einwish / event starter.

It begins as a glimpse, something the corner of your single eye catches. You turn to face it, less out of curiosity and more in desperation. You could have sworn you... You hear (feel?) a whisper, knowing, a murmur of perception.

Your gaze follows, the faint knowledge you possess slowly piecing itself together, becoming whole, bit by bit. It lends you much needed clarity in such a muddled view. Whatever flees from you will not get far, not if this feeling continues... You are not ready to let go of such an assurance so quickly. You're greedy.

You stare, and something in you (around you?) stirs in recognition. Yes, no... No you've never met this... thing before... No, yes... Yes, one of you, a you, knows this thing. Recognizes it. Remembers it. Yes, yes... You can recall , without the pain that usually comes with your remembering . . .

You would remark on how cruel that is, but you relish the familiarity more than coming to anger or anguish.

"Wait- wait for me," you request, your words feel as though they come from many, but the more you speak the more it becomes a single voice. "Please, wait. Don't go." You give chase to follow, an urgency to your voice to beget your newfound understanding.

[einwish]

Energy harvesting was a universal affair, so it wasn't strange for Kyubey to run into a puella magi of the blue and spiky variety on a random jaunt through the city. His magic still works the same way, as does the Soul Gem—the Incubator's sure this one would be equally aerodynamic, if its owner gave it to him to toss around for kicks.

§ It's a shame you already made a contract. §

§ From the way you fight, I'm sure you'd last a long time. §

Well, well, a win for one was a win for the collective, so he had no reason to complain.

§ How has it been? Saving the world from Witches, over and over again. §

⋆˚🐾˖ @windsknight ⊹ . ݁˖ .

[einwish]

It's cold.

Shaking his head free of snowflakes, Kyubey pads diligently through the snow in the direction of the Itadori Residence whose windows are shining like a beacon in the dark. He expects the house to get bigger as he approaches, but the window is still eye level by the time he's within touching distance.

§ ??? §

Curiously, the incubator leans forward to press his face against the glass—and that's when his new antlers hit against the window with a dull thunk.

§ ... §

Oh look, there's Eiden making dinner in the kitchen on the other side.

⋆˚🐾˖ @kleinstar ⊹ . ݁˖ .

[einwish]

§ Books are an acquired taste. § Wiggling on the park bench, Kyubey makes himself comfortable before pointing his ears at the man beside him.

§ You can't make people read them if they're not interested. But it's still possible to make your works popular. §

§ How about it? Make a wish, and we'll have everyone in Spirale gifted a copy of your latest masterpiece. §

⋆˚🐾˖ @allhesaid ⊹ . ݁˖ .

[einwish]

Fur retains warmth better than most things; Kyubey knows this well, being a furry animal himself. He's quite content with his new moose perks, though it doesn't stop him from picking up a discarded fluffball while prowling through the streets.

Fortunately, he doesn't need to move his mouth to talk when his prize starts complaining.

§ Stop thrashing about. § He was wasting all his heat!

§ I'm taking you somewhere warmer. §

A good slap nearly makes him drop the creature, but then Kyubey's long ears move in to try and wrap him up burrito style. Those kicks were sharp on his shins.

carry [in their mouf. this is only possible thru the powers of event]

prompts featuring nonverbal scenarios.

carry pick them up. 

"wh--"

he only manages the sound of what was to be a word, the fur of his armor tightening as it was tucked upward with sturdy force. like a kitten in its mothers maw he watched his feet rise above the snow, body dangling.

"hey, hey--!! the hells' your deal!?"

legs swing in a series of quick kicks, trying to wriggle his way free as hands made an attempt to reach up and bat at the creatures mouth. eventually he either gets a good hit in to make it drop him, or the fur would stretch and wear out.

until then --

"down! put me down!"

[einwish]

He corners the man out of curiosity, finding him not quite human but not knowing why. On a typical day this would be harmless, but a Kyubey standing nearly seven feet tall poses a more subconscious threat. Tail twitching, the incubator moves in to poke the man with the tip of his ear.

§ You're a strange being, aren't you? §

§ Have you chosen a Guardian yet? §

⋆˚🐾˖ @bakerstreetdetective ⊹ . ݁˖ .

[einwish]

The wild and majestic Kyumooseby is only seen once in an extinction-adjacent event, and only on rare occasions when the threat of hunger prompts it to hunt.

Undeterred by the snowdrifts, Kyubey bounds across the snow, dashes up a hill, and leaps fearlessly into the air—!

Oh no, who's that below? Look out for the landing!

⋆˚🐾˖ @ladyofsado ⊹ . ݁˖ .

[einwish]

※ CONTRACT

Sis puella magica! Salve, terrae magicae gradus prohibitus credens justitiam. Clementia desiderium conturbatio postmeridie puella in somnio. Umbra nigra terror adhaerens scaena felix. Pugna cum maga decretum agmen clientum venari strigas. Signum malum amicae carae meae. Incertus inevitabilis serena ira anima mala pugna infinita. Ave maria vocalise op. 34 no. 14 numquam vincar. Quamobrem? Cor destructum.

§ Hey I just met you and this is crazy, § 

§ But here's my number so contract maybe § 

Surgam identidem nux Walpurgis confessio sagitta luminis. Cubilulum album taenia memoriae la fille aux cheveux de lin. Symposium magarum pergo pugnare connect mata ashita magia.

contract contract contract contract

contract

contract

contract

contract

contract form

contract?

contract!

Samia dostia ari aditida tori adito madora. Estia morita nari amitia sori arito asora, semari aisi Isola matola. Soribia doche irora amita? Samaria dose ifia mio lora fia sia adora. Samia dostia ari aditida tori adito madora. Estia morita nari amitia. Sori arito asora semari aisi isola matola soribia doche irora amita. Samaria dose ifia mio lora fia sia adora semari aisi isola matola. Soribia doche irora amita samaria dose ifia mio lora fia sia adora. Adora!

[einwish]

OPERATION: CINDERELLA [2/??]

Phase Two of the Plan was relatively simple. Reach out to all existing citizens on their cell phones. And thus...

TO: All Contacts FROM:／人◕ ‿‿ ◕人＼

[txt]: don’t be scared~! [txt]: kyubey is here! [txt]: .｡;･+ヾ(♥◕ฺ∀◕ฺ)ﾉﾟ:｡･+ [txt]: [ your_salvation.gif ] [txt]: offer expires at midnight! [txt]: get your contracts now!

[einwish]

※ [ca event] open « hope spot

Kyuubey had been wounded, but Kyubey was still well, and doing his best to spread the Word of Incubators, Inc. around Hive City. The chaos had increased exponentially in the past 24 hours, leaving the tiny alien with more than enough work on his ears, even with unlimited teleportation and levitation.

He appeared on the top of a crumbling factory in the midst of Sector 02, currently in the midst of a sudden snowfall, and listened. The desperate souls of the oppressed called to him like a siren’s melody. And Kyubey opened his mind, to speak in turn to all those within his range of telepathy.

§ ARE YOU HURT? ARE YOU INJURED? §

§ CALL FOR ME, AND I WILL HELP YOU. §

He paused, waiting for replies, before vanishing from sight.

The next time he reappeared, it was atop a lamppost in Sector 03, still dark from last night’s blackout. Again, Kyubey stayed still, before repeating the same message.

§ ARE YOU HURT? ARE YOU INJURED? CALL FOR ME, AND I WILL HELP YOU. §

Pop!

An identical message, sitting aside a statue atop a shrine in Sector 04.

Pop!

And again, perched atop a roof overlooking at the shattered glass displays of a popular department store in Sector 05.

Pop!

Sector 06 was locked in conflict, but Kyubey nestled himself within the charred branches of an old tree and repeated his queries. It would be clear enough in the minds of his listeners.

Pop!

Onto Sector 01, traveling along with the buildings as he chanted the same lines for the sixth time, like a mantra.

Pop!

Back to Sector 02, this time on a different factory on the opposite end of the district, making appeals to a different group of people. 

Pop! Pop! Pop!

And so he went, teleporting between the sectors in a repeating cycle, asking and waiting. 01 through 06. Alpha through Zeta. Eventually, he knew, someone would reply.

-o-

[ooc: you can read the specifics of his lifted restrictions here. basically if you’re character’s hurt or dying you can contract to be a magical girl and regenerate from your injuries. offer expires at 12AM the same day and limited to small wishes with the FIRST FIVE CUSTOMERS. you get your own costume and even get to keep your soul so this is basically a deal of a lifetime. :-o]