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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, αιώνιος ήλιος
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, луны-близнецы
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
    baltimores: (117)

    [personal profile] baltimores 2022-10-17 09:52 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Likewise, seeing her out and about means a lot. For as much as Amos is enjoying himself — enjoying himself, evidently, but there's nothing shameful about natural urges — something about it would feel off if others he's come to love in his own way were still in bad shape. And for someone like Ciel, someone who has helped him make sense of the fact that he has a soul, someone who he will readily take guidance from? Being on the same page as her — a happy page — it feels right. ]

    Huh. Hadn't thought of it like that, but you're right. [ He does take on a contemplative tone, like he's made a mental note to shift his calendar around later — because he can. ] With natural daylight too, nothing artificial. That's really different.

    [ Because he could technically set his own hours on the Roci, but it's just different when the (a) sun is beating down on you, warming your skin, getting you that vitamin D.

    The time it takes Ciel to answer him is noted — or rather, the lack of specifics is. It's maybe not that important, he figures — certainly not now, when there's so much and it's so peaceful, she's right on the money there — but considering where they'd both stood before... ]


    Yeah, it's good being here. [ With absolutely no consideration for where they just came from; he's already moved on. ] I'm setting up shop in Highstorm, but it's nice to know I can just pop over here, too. They got more of the things I'm used to here, but Highstorm is...

    [ She's met Yima, hasn't she? He figures anyone who has probably gets it. And while he's appreciative of the bars, the brothels, the general presence of debauchery Springstar has to offer, there is something so novel, so relaxing, so perfect about Highstorm that maybe makes it better for something long term. Longer than long term. ]

    ... It just feels right.

    [ Harmonization didn't take long at all. ]

    4... 🃏

    [personal profile] expiera 2022-10-17 09:58 am (UTC)(link)
    [Springstar is bustling. Always is at any time of the day, throughout every season of the year too as the Meris would tell you. The entertainment district is especially popular, as the people here do celebrate all life from all worlds and enjoy everything it has to offer. Caitlyn is very much in the right place for good food, the variety is immense and the taste is good even if it may not always be 100% authentic. How to draw in business and try standing out when there are so many other choices the consumer can pick is an ever-present concern for any shop owner in the area, which is why they also try running all sorts of promotions and advertise themselves in all sorts of ways in their best bid to attract clientele.

    Was she passing by? Or did she spot a familiar silhouette? Regardless of the how, she'll find herself stopped in front of a small store that doesn't seem very busy inside, but does have a few people standing outside eyeing the store, the piece of paper in their hand, or the person passing those flyers out: a lively girl clad in a black kimono with floral patterns, who just successfully convinced a couple to step into the shop before turning towards her and holding out a copy of the flyer for her consideration. (There may or may not be a crowd forming, and it's probably not hard for bystanders to notice that the advertiser may just be getting more attention than the eatery itself.)]


    Hello there~! Peckish for something light and savory? Or hungry for something tasty and filling? Look no further, and please consider Haru Hana! We serve noodle, rice, and more, the special bento box lunch set menu is available now! Spend over 10 gold staters in one sitting, and your choice of dessert is on the house! It's a limited time offer, so don't miss out~!

    [She just got stopped by a fancily dressed promoter advertising for a restaurant who seems to be very focused on her job, haha. The short blue hair is just, just.

    ...At least it's a very nice, sunny, and friendly customer service smile?]
    prizeneck: (34)

    [personal profile] prizeneck 2022-10-17 09:59 am (UTC)(link)
    [At that, Mamoru can't help but laugh. It starts as a snort, and then a chuckle, and then a hearty Haha that doesn't lose its dryness somehow. He directs it straight at the blade, still trying to figure out what kind of knife this is — a dagger, or a Bowie knife. Casually, he starts cleaning the dirt under his nails with the tip of the blade.] Yeah, that's right... I'm very sensitive to pain. Can't take it at all.

    [Says the blind man with scars all over his face and body. The idea that he's either having second thoughts about losing anything of his own or is too squeamish about pain strikes him as hilarious, even though he's sure it's half a taunt.] Ya heard the thing. It has to be unanimous. You alright with watching someone cut something out of them just like that, huh?

    [The weird part of it: he doesn't sound that judgemental. Were someone else volunteering, and Rosaria saying the same thing to them, that would have been a different matter. But not in this case. Not in his.]
    sanguinary: (with total strangers)

    greenwood yards

    [personal profile] sanguinary 2022-10-17 10:03 am (UTC)(link)
    [The agreeing(?) hum that sounds in response to they're loud comes from a different bath, where the person who spoke it is submerged all the way up to his nose in the water. Though he doesn't seem to have any issues with anyone else's fullass nudity, he appears to be wearing towel of some sort even under the water. As one does.

    But the speaking continues after that, and then come the questions, and Matsui finally opens his eyes - a piercing, icy blue - to look over at this rather chatty stranger. The expression on his face is a little difficult to read, though not intentionally so. For a moment, he seems to be considering the questions, or maybe considering the person who asked them.

    Sooner rather than later, he'll push himself upright enough that his mouth is out of the water and he can speak, at least.]


    I have not chosen yet. I dislike the notion - being pointed toward a choice, one or another, and so quickly... All matters of importance take time.
    prizeneck: (93)

    1/2

    [personal profile] prizeneck 2022-10-17 10:12 am (UTC)(link)
    [Mamsy-kins,...,..........

    So. Maybe he should have thought this through. The whims of a little girl as—
    ]

    💣💣

    [personal profile] expiera 2022-10-17 10:13 am (UTC)(link)
    [Some days you just pace thru Springstar's Psychagogia on your own because there is so much at all times every time that even if you walk down the same street at the same time on different days, you'll still catch on to a new detail you didn't see before.

    And some days, instead of catching promotions, deals, a change in shop decor, or anything like that, you catch a person instead. ...Or get caught by a person, to be more accurate, but this is probably not TOO out of place either, for such a lively place?

    Jerked at the wrist, blue haired girl (short) smiles back to blue haired girl (braided). Goodness, what an excitable stranger...!]


    That colorful shop over there with the line? They sell sweets if I remember correctly, and they are good. A bit pricey though, but their packaging is really cute and fancy. Maybe that's part of why they're always so busy?

    [Besides, who DOESN'T like sweets? 🍰]
    prizeneck: (11)

    [personal profile] prizeneck 2022-10-17 10:13 am (UTC)(link)
    [—steady and surprisingly well-coiled tendons on her ankles, grip strength that should not belong in such a lithe figure, walking with her weight skewed so which means her shoulders and hipbone are set slightly slanted to her right side.

    'Is she used to carrying something heavy with ease?'

    So. Maybe he should just let her drag him. Just in case he realizes who the fuck this girl is.

    You gotta keep your enemies close, right?
    ]

    Yeah. Sure. Fates and all that bullshit.

    [personal profile] expiera 2022-10-17 10:25 am (UTC)(link)
    [Not that lore is boring and irrelevant, but the game just opened they just got here and know nothing, so might as well stick with what you CAN for now! Which getting clean is very much part of.]

    I haven't been here very long either, but I know the basics. There are public bathhouses in the Psychagogia district of entertainment, yes! We're in Emporio right now, the commercial district, so there will be some travelling. Would you like to walk or teleport, mister?

    [Rough choice, amirite,]
    prizeneck: (88)

    [personal profile] prizeneck 2022-10-17 10:29 am (UTC)(link)
    [Unwinding his ankles and arms as he leans forward, he sets his elbows on his knees as he listens to the bag being tapped.]

    Found anything interesting there? [Not like he had gone there, but finding books in braille is already a difficult task, especially when he wishes to find stuff in a military-grade capacity. Needless to say, that wasn't very productive.

    He read what he could in the place and decided to travel light instead.
    ] Is that bag made of fabric? What kind?
    passio: (pic#12440852)

    [personal profile] passio 2022-10-17 10:45 am (UTC)(link)
    Back… I mean…

    [ the way cyrus introduced the meridian makes it seem as though it’s not just a force to recreate their worlds, but to recreate life. through dextera’s memories, limited as they are, perhaps there’s a way to turn back the hands of time even within the world as he knows it. ]

    Someone who’s…

    [ already dead, before the world was destroyed. ]
    sanguinary: (point)

    [personal profile] sanguinary 2022-10-17 10:57 am (UTC)(link)
    [Maybe getting clean will erase the stress from his gangly body and allow him to sleep soundly tonight... Maybe.

    Also this apparently is a rough choice, actually. Matsui squints for a moment, not in suspicion but more in a "wha???" kind of way. Teleportation is, hilariously, not something he's unfamiliar with. All the same...]


    ...Is it a very long distance? If it isn't too terribly far, I wouldn't mind walking. Buzen says that it helps him to clear his mind - running, that is, but walking is surely similar enough.

    [So maybe it'll help Matsui too??]
    Edited 2022-10-17 10:58 (UTC)
    passio: (pic#12270464)

    3

    [personal profile] passio 2022-10-17 01:00 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ dextera is not subtle. he can’t be. somehow, even with no voice in his throat, he’s just not good at being stealthy, and so it’s likely that mamoru has felt the vague, albeit unthreatening, sense that someone has been watching him for the better part of half an hour now.

    he thinks mamoru is asleep when he finally decides to approach, coming quietly around to get a proper look at the man’s face. he seems somehow familiar. very distantly, like they’ve perhaps only met once before, but dextera only knows a limited few people—everyone he knows can fit in there easily, with plenty of room to spare. ]


    …
    humainity: (What are these hideous creatures)

    [personal profile] humainity 2022-10-17 01:15 pm (UTC)(link)
    ...? Why would someone jump me? Am I looking incorrectly?

    [ Please educate her?? ]
    humainity: (Your first name's what you do)

    [personal profile] humainity 2022-10-17 01:17 pm (UTC)(link)
    Not exactly. Ah, but when we have to fight, I do join them to help, so maybe we have that in common. I think a good companion can help where they're most needed, whatever that may be.

    [ Granted, she is not a sword. ]
    epiprocta: (35)

    [personal profile] epiprocta 2022-10-17 01:41 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ It's an awful lot of information that he has to try and process at once. The others have already been through this once? And they're trapped again? So beating this thing might not even mean anything? And Amos --

    'the mute guy?'

    Gen stiffens visibly at that, eyes widening and face paling a shade. So it's probably for the best that what Amos says next snaps him back to attention with a kneejerk burst of sheer, indignant rage. Boots thump across the unevent ground as he lunges forth and, without any further warning, slugs Amos across the face, knuckles making solid impact with his cheekbone. ]


    Shut the fuck up. [ Followed by a hard grab into Amos' shirtfront, yanking him close to snarl right into his face: ] We're not killing you again. Say that stupid shit again and I'll break your jaw.

    [ He means it, too. It's just too bad his harsh word choice is somewhat undermined by the bead of cold sweat at his brow, and the slight tremor in his hand before he lets go and shoves Amos back. There's a more anxious edge to his movements as he stalks about the perimeter of the room, dragging his hand over the roots and kicking at what looks like an opening, trying to find some weak spot. ]

    ... what were the other options? A body or ... what, a memory?

    [ The only two really viable options. ]
    warmare: (野生化)

    teaching people words like "withers" and "fetlock" is my only legacy

    [personal profile] warmare 2022-10-17 02:15 pm (UTC)(link)
    [He still isn't fast enough. Even recognizing it, knowing there's something strange about what's happening... Those thoughts are subsumed in the face of blind, pent-up rage suddenly released when she least expected it. This isn't Horos, it isn't Achamoth, and yet why can she smell smoke and charred rubble? She lashes out as if a single missed opportunity will give him the chance to take her right eye, while also somehow taking revenge for the left.

    Logic is trailing behind, struggling to catch up to instinct, but fight or flight triggered by the sight of what her hind brain had identified as one of the biggest threats to her survival amongst the aions. Just because they had become "shard-bearers" instead...

    Hayame had never chosen flight.

    Bone cracks (his). Animalistic noises snap and snarl (his and hers). The heavy sound of impact with the floor (her). Each move is taken or parried, he's slow(er) but he's still sharp, still far too composed. If her hoof had been planted solidly on the "ground" when Sebastian's heel slammed into her leg, the bone might have broken between the two forces. Only the sheer luck of having started to raise her leg for another sharp lash of kick saves her from the type of injury most devastating to her kind. The bone is probably cracked, the deep bruise of impact will still handicap her, and the pain pitches her to the side in the direction her tendons and ligaments strain. She barely manages to pull the limb back in and prevent herself from falling fully onto her side, set to hit the ground on her knees-

    But her hand whips out in the wake of lashing hooves to tangle in the front of his clothing and rip, trying to slam him to the ground before she reaches it.]
    galdorleod: ([black] interrupted)

    [personal profile] galdorleod 2022-10-17 02:26 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ The door opens, but beyond all expectations, the person who opened it is not the hunched old mage. It's not just someone Howl has never seen before, but the type of person he never would have expected to answer — almost impossibly tall, freshly showered, and stunningly beautiful. Almost alien in their beauty, very nearly incredible, with eyes that seem to glow, a heart-shaped face, and the most luscious, vibrant hair he's ever seen.

    The young wizard gawks up at the stranger, struggling to place their exact gender, and nearly forgetting why he came to this door at all.
    ]

    Y — Yes. A friend.

    [ Finally, he blinks and hazards a glance into the dormitory room. If Emet-Selch is here, Howl can't see him, and doesn't hear him. He looks back to the unknown person and notices for the first time that they appear to be wearing... well, surely not lingerie, but nightwear. Pajamas.

    uhh, what the hell is going on.
    ]

    I was just... in the neighborhood, and thought to check on him. [ pause. ] Who are you?
    impiety: (purify the mad god)

    [personal profile] impiety 2022-10-17 02:34 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ A god?

    Archangel feels like he wants to start laughing. Of all the people, of all the entities, that he should meet – it is hilarious that it is a a god.

    If the setting were right, he would press his hand over his eyes and let out the hysterics that are building up inside of him. But somehow, he is able to remain calm.

    Could it be because he has heard the deranged apologies of the Absolute God for years? Her ravings were the only voice that he could hear with his own ears?

    But she is gone and I remain.

    And now he sits before a god that asks him what he cannot do. ]


    You could not save anyone.[ It is what he wanted to tell Her. She could not save anyone. She could not do anything. She did nothing while others suffered. ] Is it because of your [ His eyes roll up as he tries to think of the word. ] domain that you could only ensure your own survival?

    You are the king of nothing but the dead and gone. You are the ruler of nothing for you could not preserve that which was yours. [ He tilts his head. ] So, what gives you the right to still name yourself such?
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    [personal profile] cutlery 2022-10-17 03:02 pm (UTC)(link)
    A mammet?

    [ Sebastian repeats the word curiously, since it’s not unfamiliar to him, but it’s unusual, certainly. He steps closer to take a better look at the odd doll, complete with bringing a hand to his chin thoughtfully as he takes it in. ]

    Some sort of toy, I take it? It is quite elaborate.
    cutlery: please do not take! (soldier finds job after skeleton war)

    [personal profile] cutlery 2022-10-17 03:12 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ lmao I meant to ask if she was wearing her Fit, glad to know she is… bless her ]

    Ah, I imagine so. I suppose one advantage of waking up so directly under Lady Yima’s care is that our arrival was not so dire, by the sounds of it.

    [ Not that he had been any more pleased by it personally, but he can imagine that crawling out of the dirt would have made an impression he wouldn’t be very keen for… You know, the important things to be concerned about. ]

    Well, welcome, I suppose. I’ve only a few days on you, really, since those of us from Horos largely arrived a week prior, but still.

    [ And the bartender returns with her swill! It’s solidly, legally drinkable! ]
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    [personal profile] passio 2022-10-17 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ it feels almost laughable that he would get an apology for no return letter. the world was destroyed—he supposes, at least—and a few letters exchanged must have been the least of the things lost along with horos. it makes him wonder where some of the others he hasn’t seen are, but this isn’t the time for those specific concerns. ]

    …

    [ dextera takes the pen and paper, although he knows now that he can communicate using his shard without asking sebastian—or anyone, thankfully—to expose theirs. it had been so precarious a situation to navigate before, and even if it’s better now, some people may still not like the intimate connection. ]

    It’s OK
    I can use my Shard now if you’ll let me
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    [personal profile] warmare 2022-10-17 03:15 pm (UTC)(link)
    [If he's taken aback about why knowing someone would have something to do with accepting their pity or charity, let alone actually sharing a meal or food with them... The woman he's talking to seems taken back by his shock.

    Alas that he just claimed-]


    Your kingdom?

    [Maybe he was insane... Or he'd been sane, but gone mad in his arrival to this foreign, fucked up world. Something has to be wrong with him, because the idea of an emperor actually walking amongst the commoners and buying a breeding stable jinba lunch?

    Hah.]


    I am no citizen of such a charitable place as that.
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    [personal profile] cutlery 2022-10-17 03:22 pm (UTC)(link)
    It is an excellent spot for people-watching, and so long as I do not speak, people do not pay me hardly any mind. [ And when they do, it’s usually to go “aw, hey mr. crow”, so he’s fine with that. ] It is not so bad a spot, since people leisurely wander through, and learning about the flora is useful… Moreso realizing that it is not all so innocuous.

    [ Sebastian… Well. He doesn’t smile, since that’s not quite possible when you have a beak, but at least inwardly, he definitely is. With a bit of a showy flourish, the wing that had extended to point the way down the path instead comes back to his chest, and extending a foot, he dips into a bow. It’s technically showier than he would normally give, but it’s a bit harder to bow when you’re a bird as well. ]

    Please, call me Marlowe.

    [ He straightens back up, definitely amused to be playing at the name game again. It was at least slightly more practical in this case than just being his own whims. ]
    cutlery: (that's just a sundial with extra steps)

    [personal profile] cutlery 2022-10-17 03:31 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ This woman is a menace. This is what Sebastian is realizing the more they speak, since she has a unique talent in getting under his skin. From the very first conversation where she had called him out, since their interactions otherwise in Horos had been special cases, he’s now realizing… ]

    Yes, a very particular, peculiar walk.

    [ He’s definitely going to shittalk Ciel to all the other crows? This is also absolutely petty, but what surprise is that. ]

    What is the rock for, if I may ask?
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    [personal profile] executory 2022-10-17 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Ah....she doesn't like the way this girl sounds so unsure of herself. No one should ever be made to feel that way, like they're small and helpless. They'll just have to change that here. She'll have to do her best to push this girl until she feels as confident and proud as she has every right to be.

    Huiwon finally lets go of Sophia, only to jab one pointer finger into the side of the girl's head. Not hard enough to hurt, but juuust enough to grab her attention. ]


    That's right. Do your best here and believe in yourself and prove that voice wrong.

    [ You can do it, Sophia!!! ]

    What's your name, by the way? I'm Huiwon.