[ The groaning is what you hear first. Miserable groaning, followed by man stumbling out of the water. A man? No. Tattered, filthy clothes and pale, patchy skin.. There's brownish-red aged blood leaking from atop his head like a headwound (it's temporary hairdye to cover up his bright pink hair). Black smears underneath his eyes like he hasn't slept for a thousand years-- who needs sleep when you're undead? (Taichi does-- but in this case, it's lake-soaked mascara smudge.) His eyes are glassy (watery-- he's got pink contacts in and one of them is irritating him after the plunge). Overall, a terrifying sight... and he's coming right toward you, one hand reaching...!
Is it for brains?! (or for help, seriously, does anyone have a towel?) ]
B. He's got Snowballs [ Back to his usual clean, human, and bright red-headed self, Taichi has no idea what his magic is and that's making for some very dramatically thrown snowballs at just about anyone...
..Complete with attack names in which he guesses what kind of magic he might have. He's having fun, okay!? ]
Illusion blast! Form of: a pug on a skateboard!
[ And failing those two attacks as just normal snowballs, he squats down in front of a pile of loose snow and uses both hands to throw a bunch of it at once like he's splashing water up. ]
Snow blizzard blast!
[ One of these is gonna work and he's going to look super cool!! He's sure of it! ]
C. Winter is Coming: Cups [ Hmmm... Perhaps you came in ahead of him, or perhaps you're someone he wandered in near, but right now he's staring at the loads and loads of cups looking very perplexed. ]
This is one of those games right?! If I pick the wrong one, what if it's poison...!?
[ This isn't Murder Trivia Party, Taichi, just take one... well, hopefully whoever he's talking to isn't easily freaked out by this doofus. ]
D. Wildcard [ Hmu with whatever! Taichi is Prismatica CRAU. If you wanna plot something, hmu at tartetatin or taylotjelly#4556 on Discord. ]
Taichi Nanao ☆ A3! ★
UGGGHHHHHH...!!!
[ The groaning is what you hear first. Miserable groaning, followed by man stumbling out of the water. A man? No. Tattered, filthy clothes and pale, patchy skin.. There's brownish-red aged blood leaking from atop his head like a headwound (it's temporary hairdye to cover up his bright pink hair). Black smears underneath his eyes like he hasn't slept for a thousand years-- who needs sleep when you're undead? (Taichi does-- but in this case, it's lake-soaked mascara smudge.) His eyes are glassy (watery-- he's got pink contacts in and one of them is irritating him after the plunge). Overall, a terrifying sight... and he's coming right toward you, one hand reaching...!
Is it for brains?! (or for help, seriously, does anyone have a towel?) ]
B. He's got Snowballs
[ Back to his usual clean, human, and bright red-headed self, Taichi has no idea what his magic is and that's making for some very dramatically thrown snowballs at just about anyone...
..Complete with attack names in which he guesses what kind of magic he might have. He's having fun, okay!? ]
Illusion blast! Form of: a pug on a skateboard!
[ And failing those two attacks as just normal snowballs, he squats down in front of a pile of loose snow and uses both hands to throw a bunch of it at once like he's splashing water up. ]
Snow blizzard blast!
[ One of these is gonna work and he's going to look super cool!! He's sure of it! ]
C. Winter is Coming: Cups
[ Hmmm... Perhaps you came in ahead of him, or perhaps you're someone he wandered in near, but right now he's staring at the loads and loads of cups looking very perplexed. ]
This is one of those games right?! If I pick the wrong one, what if it's poison...!?
[ This isn't Murder Trivia Party, Taichi, just take one... well, hopefully whoever he's talking to isn't easily freaked out by this doofus. ]
D. Wildcard
[ Hmu with whatever! Taichi is Prismatica CRAU. If you wanna plot something, hmu at