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花城 𝖍𝖚𝖆 𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖓𝖌 ([personal profile] illegibly) wrote in [community profile] pedalbike 2020-11-25 05:56 am (UTC)

hua cheng ❀ heaven official's blessing ❀ ota

[ Will contain spoilers for Heaven Official's Blessing. ]

WAKING UP

[ Hua Cheng lives in a large palace with a ridiculously plush bed and oversized bedroom, but he'd gone to sleep last night in a shrine that had seen better days, on a thin bed roll which was pokey in places. He wakes up in neither of these locations, but rather in what appears to be a bathtub in a ramshackle town where it was much, much colder than the late summer weather he expects.

Far be it from the only time he's regained consciousness after a significant passing of time, but usually when this happens, he has some sort of recollection of how he died. Disappeared. Whatever.

The most disturbing part about this whole situation to Hua Cheng, is that he wakes up entirely alone. And so, eye narrowing and hand on his sword-hilt, he makes his way out of the bathroom and... promptly crashes headlong into your character. Good morning, new roommate.
]

Where is this?

[ He lifts his sword by instinct, though if your character is a child or appears somewhat harmless or scared, he will immediately sheathe it. ]

START OF WINTER

[ People are, in general, more comfortable with Hua Cheng when he's dressed appropriately and takes on the appearance of a teenager, so right now he's bundled up in thick furs and his features are soft around the edges.

Despite the ever-piling snow, he appears to be undeterred, and starts shoveling faster.
]

Need a hand?

FROSTY PROTECTIONS

[ Hua Cheng has never heard of using tangyuan as a talisman, and he honestly doesn't know what to do with them besides eat. Considering he's dead, he mostly eats and drinks for the novelty, and so, for the most part, he tries to refrain from taking up what seem like limited resources. For some reason, people keep handing him food before he has a chance to refuse it, and now he looks curiously at his cup of wine.

He tries to pass it off to someone else, but for whatever reason, he can't bear to say the words, and he can't bear to put it down. What a wasteful use of a curse!

Remembering the instruction earlier, he looks over at the nearest person and raises his glass.
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A toast. To your luck.

NETWORK

Plum blossoms.

WILDCARD

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