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beleos ([personal profile] beleos) wrote in [community profile] kenoslogs2022-10-14 03:08 pm

TDM + GAME OPENING 🎉

Who: Shard-Bearers, new and old
What: Seeds take root
Where: The Tree of Life, Highstorm, Springstar
When: October 14th and onwards
Warnings: Potential for (mild) body horror, death, dismemberment


I. BEARING FRUIT (new characters only)
It starts out as a pleasant dream. You’re in your favorite place, with your favorite people. It’s a moment of idyllic comfort.

And then, it goes wrong.

The sky turns dark above, and as you look up, you see the black expanse of space spotted with faraway pinprick lights of stars. Yet, they’re not stars. You’re certain. They’re watching you. A billion eyes all looking down, and they spill forth as if sky itself was a dam holding back those dark waters. You reach back to the people you’re with, but they’re frozen in place. Their eyes are black, reflecting only the expanse of dark eyes.

So you run, even though you know you won’t escape it. You glance back and see it not overtaking, but consuming. The landscape around you is being devoured, and you can see it cracking apart. The world itself is breaking, and it cracks under your feet. You fall, and the billion eyes chase after you until the darkness swallows you whole. There’s agony as if you’re being ripped apart, and then—

You cannot see. You cannot feel. You simply are. Yet even so, impossibly, a woman’s voice speaks gently.

I’m sorry it couldn’t be saved. But, come, it’s time to wake.

You wake with a start, cradled by soft, velvety plants, and sticky with a sap that smells faintly of honey and iron. You can see the veins of the leaves that hold you, lit warmly and gently by what looks like a crystal embedded above you. Yet, it’s odd, because that crystal calls to you. When you reach out to touch it, it’s warm. Familiar. Important. You don’t know why, but you know you must hold onto this, because now it feels wrong for it to be suspended in these leaves. So, you pull it out.

The light starts to fade, but only in time to see as the leaves cradling you immediately start to soften and crumble, and with it comes a torrent of dirt. Soft, loamy soil starts to fill the space around you in the dark as you’re buried. Or, rather, you already were. You reach out through the dirt desperately, and your hands finds a root, so you pull while you clutch that precious crystal so close that it almost feels like it sinks into you (in your panic, you don’t notice that it does). You reach out again, and this time, your hand hits open air and plenty of sturdy roots around to grab.

From a seed you’re born, and like a sprout, you make your way out of the ground.

And once you’ve clawed your way out of the soft earth and the roots, nearby, you see the soil shift. Another hand comes up to grasp desperately for something, anything, just as you had been.

II. MORAL HAZARD
There are new Shard-Bearers at the Tree of Life, and Yima has asked that the earlier arrivals go to greet them and help them. These aren’t people from Horos, after all, so they’ll have many, many questions. As Yima explains, the roots of the tree rise up to create caverns underneath, and it’s there you’ll find the new Shard-Bearers. And indeed, with careful steps to not slip on the mossy roots, down you go. Perhaps Communion will help you find the new Shard-Bearers, but it might be a confusing process for them.

The roots all start to look the same, to the point that you’re sure that you’ve already been through this passage. You turn around, and most of the people you had come here with are gone, if not all of them. It’s confusing and unsettling, and strangest of all.. You’re starting to feel ill, even if that wasn’t something normally possible for you. But continuing forward, you do eventually find an unfamiliar face of a new Shard-Bearer. They look no better than you feel.

Before introductions, however, roots around you shift suddenly until you’re enclosed in a room together. From the roots, a face forms in the wall. It speaks in a creaking, uneven tone, as if it weren’t used to speaking at all.

Give to take. A sacrifice. To live.

LET'S PLAY A GAME...

As the Dryad will explain, characters are now trapped in a room and have been poisoned by the spores that the lichens underfoot release. An antidote lays beyond the roots the dryad has curled around you, but to access it, you must make a sacrifice.

Characters can pick one of the following options, but the decision must be made unanimously. If one character takes a drastic action (such as murdering another), it’s counted as a failure for the group.

  • Each of you must offer up a personal/treasured memory. The memory will be shared in Communion with all characters assembled, and then will be destroyed. No character will retain the memory or memory of its Communion.
  • Each of you must offer up something physical. A finger, a toe, an ear, it’s your choice. The dryad will offer a knife if this is chosen that will sever the body part of choice cleanly and immediately stop any bleeding.
  • Offer up another. Kill one person in the room.
  • Refusing is also a valid option. Characters will get more ill as they debate until they start to find it difficult to breathe, and they’ll die quickly after.
The following is OOC knowledge that will not be known IC: The consequences of this game are about intent, and thus are not real. When characters are freed from the tree’s thrall, they’ll have their memories/body parts/life intact.

This can be done in groups of 2 to 4 players, and Loremasters recommend three if you can swing it! It’s more fun when you get in philosophical debates, right? Regardless, when your group comes to a decision, please record it here. These don’t have to be fully threaded out to be recorded, so the conclusion can be discussed OOC if you prefer. Actions can be submitted until October 21st, after which groups will be informed of what comes of their choice


When a group receives the antidote, they'll be released from the tree's thrall... But will have a hard time waking up. It feels like something has grabbed onto their spine.

III. DREAMING OF HOME
You may wake with a start from your deliberations (or arguments) with a jolt of pain from the base of your spine as something is pulled away rapidly. A dark-haired man who looks to be in his thirties or so holds you carefully, but as soon as you start to regain your senses, he sets you back and holds up his hands.

Woah— Woah there, it’s fine! The tree was, uh, trying to take you back is all. You’re fine now.

As long as you’re not going to attack him, he offers a friendly smile and a hand to shake.

Name’s Cyrus. Sorry about the rude awakening. Let’s get your friend here unhooked too.

And indeed, glancing over, you can see the person you met in that room laying nearby, and it looks like a vine has snaked underneath them to exactly where something had just been pulled from you
 Best not to think about it, maybe. Or if you've been unlucky enough to be one of the last people rescued, you might find vines and roots starting to grow into your skin. It's fine!

CYRUS, THE TRIBUNE

Cyrus is the NPC heading up the Meridian Faction, and is available to thread with under this header. Cyrus has come to the Tree of Life to help rescue the Shard-Bearer’s from the Tree, so he’s not going to be inclined to explain too much right away, since he’s on a mission, but he’ll stick around once everyone is successfully freed from Prompt 2 to speak with anyone that wants to. The following is just an OOC summary of information in case you do not need to thread with Cyrus:

Cyrus will gladly introduce himself to everyone, and will further explain his position in Meridian and Springstar (see the NPC Page) and the goals of Meridian itself (see the Faction Page, save for the italicized section). But most importantly, he’ll explain that he knows it sounds like something overly optimistic. It’s fair to be skeptical. He’ll produce a small glass bead from a bag he’s carrying. It looks like the necklace he wears, though not lit up. He’ll explain that the force of Meridian is a gift and can be a tether to your home, if you let it. As his fingertips light up, the energy is infused into the bead, which he’ll hand to you.

Taking the bead into your hands, you’ll take a bird’s eye view of your home world as if your consciousness is split, since you’ll still perceive standing in front of Cyrus at the tree. Rather than a vision, the view of your world is absolutely real, you’re certain. It’s a glimpse at the world that you thought destroyed, and if you focus on a particular place or a particular person, you’ll find the view shifting rapidly to it. No one you watch is aware of your presence, but simply continues about their daily life, whatever that is. But after about a minute, the view will fade as the light in the bead also fades.

That’s an iliachtida, a sunbeam, and when infused with Meridian’s light, allows someone Harmonized to it to check in on their world, he explains. It also acts as an anchor that tethers their soul to their world in the Timestream. With it, their world can’t entirely disappear, so eventually, they can go home. It’s a gift he’ll allow anyone that wants it to keep it, but indeed, they’ll be unable to use it again without first Harmonizing to Meridian.

To help manage threadload for the Loremasters playing Cyrus, we ask that you only tag him with the character you are most likely to app. Similarly, new tag-ins will not be accepted after Monday, October 17th.

III. SPRINGSTAR, αÎčώΜÎčÎżÏ‚ ΟλÎčÎżÏ‚
After your ordeals at the Tree of Life, perhaps you’re drawn to Springstar, the city of eternal sun and the seat of Meridian.

It’s currently (and fittingly) Spring in Springstar, and the bustling city is coming back to life after finishing up winter. It’s not as if the winters are especially harsh here, but you’ll quickly get the sense that the people of Springstar are vivacious and happy to celebrate. You’ll find the Entertainment District to be the liveliest, whether it’s at a rowdy bar or a brothel, but no matter what, you’re welcome with open arms and without question.

Of course, if you’d just like to use the chance to explore the city alongside your fellow Shard-Bearers, that’s fine too. It’s easy to get lost in the crowds of Springstar and see all the city has to offer.

IV. HIGHSTORM, Đ»ŃƒĐœŃ‹-Đ±Đ»ĐžĐ·ĐœĐ”Ń†Ń‹
Or maybe Highstorm, the city of twin moons and the seat of Zenith is more to your liking. It’s certainly the quieter of the two cities and is a relaxing, meditative place if that’s what you prefer. The chill in the air is constant, since it’s Autumn in Highstorm and the eternal night doesn’t help keep things warm, exactly. Snow isn’t out of the question at this time of the year, but it’s beautiful in the moonlight.

Because of the cooler weather than Highstorm is prone to, you’ll find many of its delights inside rather than outside. Libraries and museums are popular in the more introspective city, though it’s easy enough to find something that might please you. For example, the indoor hot baths are popular at this time of the year too. You’ll find the people are kind, if cool-tempered, though if you mention the fact that you’re a Shard-Bearer or allied with Zenith, they’re more likely to warm up.

Though much like Springstar, it may just be more interesting to explore the city with a fellow Shard-Bearer. And as a resident may warn you, it’s best to stay in the city. Wandering out into the marshes and forests isn’t advised. Of course, if you do, just contact a Loremaster to find out why. ♥

NOTES
  • Welcome to Kenos! As a reminder, all players are required to fill out an application, which are now open. This does include characters/players from Aion Teleos, so please don’t forget to fill one out! Any character/player that does not submit an application will be swept from the communities and the Discord after applications close.
  • Activity Check is optional this month, but is highly recommend so Christy can check her fancy program so that you can earn Activity Reward Tokens! Activity will be able to be submitted shortly after applications close. You can find more about how we do AC here.
  • This log is Game Canon. Any characters who are not apped to the game will disappear. If Cyrus or Yima are asked, they’ll explain that this happens sometimes, since not every soul has a strong tether to Kenos and sometimes return to the Timestream. They’re fine and may even return to Kenos one day, but for now weren’t able to make the full journey.
  • As a reminder, your character has a Shard somewhere on their body that encompasses their soul, so keep note of where you're sticking it on their person for reference! Additionally, they have a tattoo of their Aspect somewhere on their body. Please be mindful this Aspect will be assigned to you upon approval and whatever you choose for the TDM may be temporary (for new characters)!
  • For the Highstorm and Springstar prompts, both cities will be fully open and accessible to all characters once they are saved from their rather harrowing ordeal at the Tree of Life. For prompt ideas and any general information about the cities and what you can find there, please see the Navigation page and check out the locations!

    FOR NEW PLAYERS:

  • New players are welcome to join our Discord Server if you haven't already!
  • When they emerge from their cocoon/the ground, characters may be wearing their normal clothes, or they might be nude. Up to you!
  • At some point in the days after leaving the Tree of Life, new Shard-Bearers will have a dream, even if they're usually not capable of sleeping. All new players should read this post, since this details how they'll learn about both factions and their goals and should help them make a decision in which Faction they'd be drawn to.
  • New characters will not have access to any canon abilities on the TDM.
  • Your character will be offered temporary housing either at the Heliopolis district or Yima's manor for the first few weeks after their arrival. They will also be given a stipend for basic supplies like clothing and personal effects, and food is served in the cantina (Heliopolis) and at regular meal times in the Dining Room (Yima's manor). Once they Harmonize, they will get personal permanent chambers and a fancy retainer in their Faction's city. Wow! 🌈

    FOR OLD PLAYERS:

  • Characters may be Harmonized to their Faction (if that makes sense for the character, of course!) by the time of this log. This is more for IC reference, and just wait until application acceptance to do the OOC paperwork!
  • General reminder that your character won't have access to their powers until they have Harmonized.

  • CODING
    executory: (pic#16013333)

    [personal profile] executory 2022-10-16 02:10 pm (UTC)(link)
    couriering: (pic#15470206)

    [personal profile] couriering 2022-10-16 03:12 pm (UTC)(link)
    I'd say so!

    [ a laugh as he takes a moment to stretch out, grabbing onto the 'blade' of the sword with his spare hand so he can hold it up horizontally toward the sky before bending down and trying to touch the ground with it. ]

    It'd be pretty silly if I were to just swing one around just for fun. You can get hurt that way.

    [ then courier stands back up straight and nods at matsui. ]

    But it takes a trained eye to know if someone's familiar or not, right? So... how?
    couriering: (pic#13740902)

    [personal profile] couriering 2022-10-16 03:12 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ his response at first is a kind smile before focusing his attention back on the wooden pole/test target. though the reverberations from contact make his arm throb, it doesn't hurt any more or less than trying to cut through thick steel--- armor or robotics. as he lashes out one finally time, he lets out a sigh as he then stabs his weapon into the ground and then shakes his head: mostly to loosen those stray hairs, try to cool down as quickly as possible. ]

    Thanks! Appreciate it. [ and once he's gotten a chance to size up what she looks like, one of the corners of his lips rise slightly higher than the other. ] I still fight. Don't think I'll ever stop, but that's okay. As long as it doesn't keep me from my destination, you know?

    [ wherever that destination happens to be. ]

    And it never hurts to practice. You don't wanna be caught flat-footed, out in the open, and no way out but to knock some people down!
    couriering: (pic#13740916)

    [personal profile] couriering 2022-10-16 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ that's an easy question, and dimitri's smile is certainly friendly enough--- he just doesn't get the feeling that it'd be anything else. as he leans a little to one side, his free hand now on his side, courier raises an eyebrow. ]

    My home. My family. [ a moment, and then: ] For peace.

    [ broad answers for the most part. even if the methods of which peace can be found are unscrupulous at times, it's still worth it. every last scar is worth it.

    and sometimes you also have to beat up a man or five because they shittalked. ]


    That's what we all want, right?
    sterngaze: (neutral: dry)

    cw: mentions of violent death

    [personal profile] sterngaze 2022-10-16 03:28 pm (UTC)(link)
    [A slight, rueful smile crosses Liem’s face when Hayame sits up to stare at him, naked shock in her expression. Given the nature of their parting, he supposes it would be only natural for her to assume the worst about his fate. He wonders, likewise, what happened to her after she left him struggling with his two sect-mates, taking his book with her as she went to rescue a certain woman and her child. Did she injure her eye in the ensuing struggle, or is the injury hidden behind that leather patch a newer addition
?]

    If I was, I haven’t remained so.

    [He can’t help but remember the unsettling glimpse he’d caught—in the bead Cyrus had given him—of his own corpse, lying in the road in a pool of his own blood as his companions struggled with his killer. He hasn’t been able to awaken the magical little item since then, but if he did, he wonders if it would show him the result of that struggle, or if it would only ever show the moments just after his violent exit from his own world.

    But Hayame knows nothing of that, and he’s aware that isn’t what she’s referring to. Not that his last moments in her company had been so very different.
    ]

    I was in poor shape when I was brought back to the Citadel, but they made sure I didn’t perish. Though I’m not sure if the Regent regarded me as an asset, or simply wanted to prove a point.
    warmare: (æ±ș濃)

    [personal profile] warmare 2022-10-16 03:38 pm (UTC)(link)
    ["None of that matters anymore." The other woman says it as if it's so certain, so obvious, that it makes her feel sick. None of that matters anymore, and yet "that"-

    In a world that had made sense to her, Hayame had been known for her cold and impassive look... Perhaps, one that had looked not so differently than this woman in front of her now. Perhaps even colder, or crueler. When she had been in control... But she wasn't any longer. She hasn't felt that since she woke up in Horos, always one insult or happening away from losing it.

    And the idea of everything she'd gone through in Horos, the injuries, the desperate fights, the feel of her blade cutting through thick necks, her goddamn eye being brushed off that way...

    Hayame did not rely on magic or powers. She had always resisted using the abilities that being an aion granted them, and now that they are shard-bearers... she hasn't noticed that having yet to commit to a side means being robbed of such things to those who used them. She'd always had the immense biological strength of a jinba to rely on.

    As if just to be contrary, or perhaps to prove her point... the muscles in Hayame's arm bulge on the side of Ciel's head, and the wood of the shelf behind her lets out a threatening crack as she squeezes hard enough to nearly break it.]


    Do you think I care about being fined?
    executory: (pic#16013328)

    can't wait to be a couple with ciel 😳😳😳

    [personal profile] executory 2022-10-16 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ 50% is is a sizeable discount though?? Especially when her main source of income - a bunch of lazy constellations sponsoring her coins every time she tap dances the right way - has been stripped away. Maybe being part of a forced photoshoot isn't her idea of a good time, but if it saves her some money... ]

    It's a pretty good deal...

    [ She rubs her chin, glancing over at some of the outfits on display. ]

    But are you sure you're okay with this? You shouldn't need to do something you're uncomfortable with.
    snakeandfangs: (pic#15435841)

    [personal profile] snakeandfangs 2022-10-16 03:48 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ ah. right. yes.

    well, he's happy to take her hand so he can get up! once he's back on his feet, he dusts himself off and then takes a moment to think.

    this isn't his first time trying to explain... ]


    Salmon. [ with his left hand, he points at his right hand, which he gives her a thumbs up. then for reinforcement he says it again. ] Salmon.

    [ then: ]

    Bonito flakes. [ now he turns that thumb upside down. ] Bonito flakes.

    Salmon. [ thumbs up! ] Bonito flakes. [ thumbs down. ]
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    [personal profile] snakeandfangs 2022-10-16 03:48 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ he's practically in mid-flip when he notices this man, whose voice still rings familiar in his ears. for a moment toge feels like he's frozen in the air, paralyzed by the sudden sting of past experiences; were those memories of his a dream? were they a nightmare? or were they actually some kind of real? his sense of balance now completely upended (literally), toge has nowhere to go but skidding along the grass, feet hitting the ground and causing him to leave two lines of brown where green used to be.

    at least he has some time to gather himself before turning, approaching sebastian with some caution in his eyes, lips pursing slightly. ]


    ... salmon.

    [ does he have anything to fear? again--- being caught by surprise could've left him open to anything. ]

    Cesare.

    [ points. that's your name, right? ]
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    [personal profile] snakeandfangs 2022-10-16 03:59 pm (UTC)(link)
    Takana.

    [ repeating it, but he can understand her confusion. maybe he can try to demonstrate? he points at her, rubs his stomach, then tilts his head slightly to one side.

    then he takes one of those onigiri, chomps down onto it. it tastes good enough so he doesn't have to pretend it doesn't, and he moves onto pointing at his stomach before flashing a thumbs up.

    charades... or at least trying to. ]
    comelately: (you need to know)

    [personal profile] comelately 2022-10-16 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ well, that's something. Immediately, he feels bad for her. Alone and amnesiac in another world is not a good situation to be in. ]

    Aw, hell, [ he mutters, then shakes his head. He can't exactly get down from his horse, but he does lead her off the main road a little bit, stepping closer to the girl so it's easier to speak with her. ] What d'you mean, "humanity's companion?"

    [ if it wasn't for the conversation they were having, he'd assume she meant it in a brothel-type way, so maybe meeting this way is actually a good thing... ]
    warmare: (æ­»ăŹ)

    [personal profile] warmare 2022-10-16 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Hayame has been looking for home ever since she had been ripped from it. Even if that "home" had for her been nothing but a source of pain, fear, and desperation, one she spent her entire life striving to make the best of in a situation where the best was something that made others recoil in disgust... It had still been hers. One of the only things that she "owned".

    So she hadn't been able to help following the scent, even if half the time had been an unconscious thing. In Horos, she had never smelled miso, or the sorts of pickled vegetables she was used to... someone is grilling fish... there is decent looking rice...

    And she wants it. She just... she wants it. To the point that she is willing to debase herself and offer barter or labor in exchange for her food, penniless as she lingers between commitment to either of the leaders who had offered the shard-bearers a place in their cities. But the issue of the crowding... sharing a table with a stranger is distasteful enough as a concept for her, but she can just eat her meal in silence no matter if someone tries to talk to her. The problem is...

    It is that man. (Or dog.)]


    How long is "almost over"?

    [The server looks a bit nervous when Hayame's tail starts flicking about and almost whipping another customer in the head. Her answer of "just fifteen minutes before last order..." is met with a glower, that just so happens to be directed in Gen's direction. Why did it have to be a Kenoma...

    Hayame's silence is long and deafening. Just before the server pipes up to gently try to ask what she'll do...]


    I'll wait.

    [... Is she. Going to watch Gen eat from a distance the whole time?]
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    [personal profile] snakeandfangs 2022-10-16 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
    Salmon.

    [ a polite nod, as he smiles from behind that raised collar. they say that food is one of the best ways to communicate intention, kindness, and a way to get to the heart without having to be misinterpreted.

    but uh probably not to THIS degree...

    he holds out the plate to matsui, eyes open with some kind of expectancy. ]
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    [personal profile] lachtara 2022-10-16 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
    The leer Emet-Selch gives as Cid sits down is guarded. It's the same look one might give a potential threat or looming inconvenience, neither of which would readily invite to sit with them.

    Ultimately, he says nothing in return for Cid's words. Nor does he offer an introduction of his friend. Emet-Selch simply sits and takes a sip of his cold drink.
    comelately: (they say the end is coming)

    [personal profile] comelately 2022-10-16 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
    I figured.

    [ the way she's wandering around and staring at everything like a tourist was a good clue. But he doesn't remember seeing her before, either - so she wasn't in "the other place." Lucky her - less baggage. ]

    You've seriously never seen a bike before? Are you from the stone age or something?
    warmare: (é€Čみć‡șる)

    [personal profile] warmare 2022-10-16 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Hayame had not had much that she could be proud of in Horos. Even the things she thought would bring her glory or praise, like the heads of her enemies she had piled before their gate, had only seemed to garner her confusion or revulsion. She had failed, in so many things... and she had failed Liem, who she had promised to see out of Venera and the Kenoma, intent on fulfilling the debt she had saddled herself with after their meeting in an attempt to have... something, anything, to keep herself from going insane.

    But even though she had regretted listening to him, despised herself for yet another failure... That woman had thanked her, clutching her child to her chest and weeping when she'd been delivered to the safehouse by a bloodied and exhausted jinba. Hayame had refused her gratitude, because... she had been willing to let her die. She had told that woman to save her thanks for the one who actually deserved it.

    Except Liem was surely dead. And now that he isn't... That woman and her infant were the ones who were gone. If that Yima woman was to be believed, and Horos was now the world that was dead or gone...

    Hah. No, to count that act as something she could be proud of, as something “good” she had finally managed to do...]


    If you were not dead, then only torture or execution awaited you, I was sure, and so


    [No, not sure, though in her eyes the Regent had only ever been harsh and cruel in their public judgements, she-]

    ... For your sake, I had hoped you perished.

    [As cruel as it sounded... For a woman who'd considered Horos a hell, perhaps it was actually the kindest thing she could hope for a person. As cold as the words would be on paper
 there is a unexplainable emotion welling you in her and staining her voice.

    Relief. Selfish, shameful relief.

    Hayame begins to rise, but... not actually to her feet. For some reason, she seems to just be... rearranging herself on the ground, more facing towards him, her head downwards in contrition.]
    Edited 2022-10-17 01:28 (UTC)
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    [personal profile] impiety 2022-10-16 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Archangel cannot help but smile a little at how repulsed the man is. He chuckles a little to himself as he curls his fingers back before he draws his hand back to his own body. ]

    Because it is the first thing I could taste in a long while. I didn't care if it would be good or bad to eat.

    [ Anyway. ]

    Manor? What do you mean "the manor?"
    comelately: (take off these chains)

    iii... i haven't beaten xbc3 so [backflips past spoilers]

    [personal profile] comelately 2022-10-16 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
    Enough time for what?

    [ it's a good thing Johnny's already met a few people with animal ears - Mio's only get a cursory second glance. Apparently, that's a common trait on other worlds.

    He's just gotten here, too, and was scoping out the place. Memories, they say. After investigating, he knows they won't be his; it's not like he's had time to volunteer. Even so, he finds himself hesitating. The idea of walking in and seeing his childhood home is terrifying. So, instead, he's sitting outside in his wheelchair, staring indecisively. ]
    comelately: (out of a mile-deep hollow)

    i

    [personal profile] comelately 2022-10-16 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ he's simply in the middle of his obligatory explore-the-city adventure - after all, he's never been here, either. Slow Dancer is tethered outside, and so Johnny is wheelchair-bound once more, slowly wheeling through and checking out the clothes. It feels stupid to be window-shopping when his entire life has, once again, been turned upside down; on the flipside, he literally has nothing else to do right now. The goal - getting home - is vague, distant, and currently unreachable, and gathering information is about the most productive thing he can do with his time.

    Telling this guy which outfit looks better is probably not productive, but that's what he's doing now, apparently. He looks at one, then the other, then at Matsui, who shares the name of my favorite mangaka so typing that is going to feel weird every time. ]


    What's the occasion? Getting kidnapped?
    superbshot: (Gravity Cat)

    [personal profile] superbshot 2022-10-16 04:44 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Caitlyn hadn't struggled as Cyrus had pulled her from the tree, but she had retreated into herself for a moment after, lost in thought and considering the things that were going on. Also catching her breath and tamping down on some of her panic...because she'd been stuck in a freaking tree.

    When she'd sorted herself, she approached her rescuer, ducking her head in thanks.]


    You would be Yima's counterpart, then?
    impiety: (i know you are doing your best)

    [personal profile] impiety 2022-10-16 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
    It's all right.

    [ Voice filled with compassion and understanding, he holds his hand out -- sap covered as it is -- to take the man's in consolation. ]

    It reminds me of honey. Though, I may be misremembering. It has been quite a few years since I tasted anything. [ Archangel gives a little shrug of his shoulders. ] My memory says it is this, but is that right? [ And he pauses to pull his wings up from the dirt so he can stand. ]

    Have you tried it? The sweetness that we were born from?
    hauntedking: (31)

    [personal profile] hauntedking 2022-10-16 04:47 pm (UTC)(link)
    I... well. I don't know if that is a solution. I don't want to forget either. Not while I'm here.

    [ He manages a little smile. ]

    Thank you, though. I appreciate that you're trying to help. [ He bows his head slightly. ]

    I am Dimitri Blaiddyd, king of Faerghus. Or... I suppose former king at this point. Yourself?
    hauntedking: (18)

    [personal profile] hauntedking 2022-10-16 04:49 pm (UTC)(link)
    ...I would like to believe this is a dream. That everything I know and love is still there.

    [ He seems a touch sheepish. ]

    But... what else can explain what's happened to all of us?
    lachtara: (Red)

    [personal profile] lachtara 2022-10-16 04:49 pm (UTC)(link)
    The very first. I arrived here some few months ago.

    [ Whether that was a privilege or a curse still remained to be seen. Still, it gives him some measure of authority given what he has been able to learn in that amount of time. ]

    It is not a significant amount of time, but there are few others that have been here longer than a few days.
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    hauntedking: (22)

    [personal profile] hauntedking 2022-10-16 04:50 pm (UTC)(link)
    ...I believe they have a form of currency. Not quite like anything I've used before, in truth.

    [ He was royalty, he didn't really pay for a lot of stuff himself. Give him a break. ]

    ...although I have not earned much of it since my arrival, so I am unsure if I can assist you with it.