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revivalproject2022-03-20 09:42 pm
wearingthestars) wrote in revivalproject2022-03-20 09:42 pm
A trio of Billy Event prompts~
WHO:Billy Kaplan, OTA
WHERE: Temba- Various
WHAT: Event, in which Billy's powers go nuts and he needs rescuing
WHEN: Through out the event
WARNINGS: TBD
Free Falling
What was that noise? Billy stepped out with a frown as he tried to identify the source of the screaming, concerned and more than a little anxious.
Was that the moon??
He hardly had time to wonder what weird new thing was going on before suddenly he found his feet lifting up off the ground. It was a familiar sensation, but never one that had happened without his control, and Billy tried to steer himself back down with little success. Why were his powers working now? Or...not working??
He floated higher, like a balloon let loose by a crying a child, and cried out in surprise when he suddenly plummeted several feet. Thankfully, he started floating again before he hit the ground, but his eyes were wide with panic now, releasing at any moment they might cut out again.
When the bough breaks
Wanting to avoid the same fate, Billy had stayed inside the next night, occasionally floating up to the ceiling, but safely contained, feeling proud that he'd out smarted this latest insanity when suddenly he spontaneously teleported without meaning to.
One second he was in bed and the next he was high in the sky over the trees of the forest.
He desperately muttered spells, but his magic refused to obey him, sparks jumping randomly from his finger tips before he fell, smashing into/through several thick branches before he managed to catch hold of one.
He clung to it with a groan as he tried to catch his breath, and when he opened his eyes he paled when he saw just how high he still was.
"...Hello?" he called. He'd never been scared of heights before, but they suddenly seemed a lot more scary when you couldn't fly.
All tied up
Another of Billy attempts to protect himself seemed to have gone wrong.
He was tethered to a tree branch, looking more than a little exhausted, the rope tangled from his repeated ups and downs, leaving him hanging upside down and currently unable to free himself.
There was a small pile of seemingly random objects littering the ground beneath him- comics, a retro refrigerator, a bowling pin- his magic randomly conjuring without his control.
He sighed and raised a hand in a weak wave at being discovered. "...Can you help me down?" he asked sheepishly.
WHERE: Temba- Various
WHAT: Event, in which Billy's powers go nuts and he needs rescuing
WHEN: Through out the event
WARNINGS: TBD
Free Falling
What was that noise? Billy stepped out with a frown as he tried to identify the source of the screaming, concerned and more than a little anxious.
Was that the moon??
He hardly had time to wonder what weird new thing was going on before suddenly he found his feet lifting up off the ground. It was a familiar sensation, but never one that had happened without his control, and Billy tried to steer himself back down with little success. Why were his powers working now? Or...not working??
He floated higher, like a balloon let loose by a crying a child, and cried out in surprise when he suddenly plummeted several feet. Thankfully, he started floating again before he hit the ground, but his eyes were wide with panic now, releasing at any moment they might cut out again.
When the bough breaks
Wanting to avoid the same fate, Billy had stayed inside the next night, occasionally floating up to the ceiling, but safely contained, feeling proud that he'd out smarted this latest insanity when suddenly he spontaneously teleported without meaning to.
One second he was in bed and the next he was high in the sky over the trees of the forest.
He desperately muttered spells, but his magic refused to obey him, sparks jumping randomly from his finger tips before he fell, smashing into/through several thick branches before he managed to catch hold of one.
He clung to it with a groan as he tried to catch his breath, and when he opened his eyes he paled when he saw just how high he still was.
"...Hello?" he called. He'd never been scared of heights before, but they suddenly seemed a lot more scary when you couldn't fly.
All tied up
Another of Billy attempts to protect himself seemed to have gone wrong.
He was tethered to a tree branch, looking more than a little exhausted, the rope tangled from his repeated ups and downs, leaving him hanging upside down and currently unable to free himself.
There was a small pile of seemingly random objects littering the ground beneath him- comics, a retro refrigerator, a bowling pin- his magic randomly conjuring without his control.
He sighed and raised a hand in a weak wave at being discovered. "...Can you help me down?" he asked sheepishly.