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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
    kabooming: (😍)

    [personal profile] kabooming 2022-10-20 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
    Instead of seeming surprised or disrupted by this sudden company, the applause is met with Jinx tilting her head backward to give Shang Tsung a look upside-down--

    And then she gives a roll of her shoulder in feigned humility in the face of these compliments, holding onto the ledge between her legs for balance. They say diamonds are a girl's best friend, but really? Jinx's love language is praise for her shinies - and it is far more valuable than rocks will ever be. (Explosives, though...)

    "Oh - yeah," she says, laughing it off in an "aw, shucks" sort of way. "Whole different world, whole different table of elements to play with - who knew?"

    And though she seems relaxed and at ease, she's watching him pretty closely. ...Upside-down.

    "Want to admire the view? Now there's two guys on fire, it's pretty hilarious."
    hauntedking: (31)

    [personal profile] hauntedking 2022-10-21 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
    ...that sounds impossible.

    [ But this feels impossible, so really that's a minor objection. He rubs at his forehead, feeling a headache coming on. ]

    There certainly doesn't seem to be any kind of shrine here. It's just... roots and soil. But there must be a way out.
    impiety: (are you even listening?)

    we're back together baaaaabyyyyyy

    [personal profile] impiety 2022-10-21 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
    [ He speaks in a matter-of-fact manner as he runs his tongue along another of his fingers. ]

    Enjoying my first meal in a long time.
    kabooming: (😟🥺)

    [personal profile] kabooming 2022-10-21 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Silco is a wise man who knows better than to deprive Jinx of anything like a perfectly reasonable and good father figure, yep, he really earned that personalized mug on his desk... huh, guess she's gonna have to make him a new one, isn't she? --anyway,

    his skin seems unblemished - at least, no more so than usual - and shows no signs of this appendage ever having been missing to begin with. it really is fascinating.

    she isn't sure if this is a byproduct of being here or of the hazy, odd dream of a crystal rebirth, or the one in a seedling within the soil, but for some reason, she really doesn't doubt him. it isn't the kind of thing Silco would do, lie about this, and she's casting a glance beyond his shoulder to the Dryad still weeping sticky sap from its eye socket. ]


    You want to give the salad with an attitude problem a hand?

    [ ...okay, that sounds like a pun

    and it kind of is,

    but it's actually a legitimate question, too. ]


    You're sure it'll really grow back? You only have two of these if you're wrong. [ you know.

    in case he forgot how many hands he has, ]
    impiety: (you didn't talk to the twisted ones?)

    sudden!!! 2/2

    [personal profile] impiety 2022-10-21 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
    [ He tilts his head. ]

    What are you doing?
    zauneyete: (just dad things)

    [personal profile] zauneyete 2022-10-21 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
    Characters: Silco and Jinx
    Decision: After the both of them tried to kill the dryad, and convinced that their limbs will grow back (Based on Silco's experience in the past) they're cutting off one of their hands each! This will absolutely not backfire at all later
    Link to Thread: Here
    impiety: (this is my actual body)

    [personal profile] impiety 2022-10-21 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
    Faith has always been difficult for me.

    [ He gives a brief smile, amused with his own joke. ]

    Question of my own, hm. [ Archangel still is uncertain what to ask. His eyebrows furrow. There are things that he can come to know simply by observing. ] I'll hold off on what I am curious on about this world... most of what I desire to know can be shown to me quite easily.

    So that leaves things not quite related to this world... like your name.
    impiety: (i'm counting on you)

    [personal profile] impiety 2022-10-21 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Archangel wonders and decides to ask: ]

    How much of the dream do you think is real? [ A beat. ] That is... I know for certain that our worlds are gone, but what about salvation? What about acquiring what we hold most dear?
    impiety: (for your atonement)

    [personal profile] impiety 2022-10-21 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
    Can she now? The troubled hearts of our loved ones, hm?

    [ He leans in a little like Barnaby and he are sharing a little joke with one another. ]

    I'm afraid I do not. [ Archangel lightly shakes his head. ] I don't know much of this world and only awoke barely a few days ago. But I think ... any place is one worth seeing if it is with one that we care for, Barnaby.
    kabooming: (😜)

    -10% friendly fire you mean???? 🔪

    [personal profile] kabooming 2022-10-21 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
    [ barfingly cute indeed. look at it, it's totally barf-worthy?? barftacular!!!

    but this is like... a lot of cute?? a LOT of cute condensed into one singular place and Jinx imagines that this is the kind of shop the topsiders enjoy on the regular - it feels like it would be, full of excess and bereft the sense of squalor, of rust, of Zaun.

    it's sickly sweet after all.

    but aside from momentarily taking it all in for no more than a beat or two, Jinx is catching sight of the first order of business and is right on her way to dragging Ciel toward the plushies. CUTE, ]


    No way, these are SO cute I'm going to lose it. --Oh, I know!

    [ whipping around real fast, she barely gives Ciel a second to like. stop or cease her momentum, ]

    Pick one out for me I'll pick one out for you, got it? Got it!

    [ pick out something she likes, okay? you know what that is, right? perfect glad they're on the same page haha wonderful don't mess it up, ]
    kabooming: (💁‍♀️)

    [personal profile] kabooming 2022-10-21 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
    [ she starts to lean a bit further forward as if to berate him when it looks like he's shrugging off the jacket - but when she realizes he's letting it fall to the ground where she can still have a bird's eye view of the fireworks... well, hey. ]

    Like a charm!

    [ hey, hey, she can deal with this? ...oh, right-- ]

    Hey, you might want to back up a little teeny weenie bit. Maybe? Not really sure how big a [ she pantomimes an explosion here, making a "PCHEWWW" noise with her mouth, ] we're getting out of this, but...

    [ is she experimenting with flammable, corrosive, or explosive elements? perhaps. does she know if this is going to work? definitely not.

    is there a chance it creates a mini black hole and sucks up life within a five-meter range?? ...nahhh. it's fine. probably. might light something on fire, though, so.

    one more step back or two can't hurt?? better safe than sorry? ]
    kabooming: (📖)

    NOT S'MORES???? 😱

    [personal profile] kabooming 2022-10-21 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
    [ I'm Chuck, you're Chuck, we're all Chuck it's fine, who hasn't had a Chuck phase in their lives, right?? haha, amirite fellas,

    is he,

    is he feeding squirrel-Jinx peanuts,



    ...she'll take them, leaning off the flat top of the column and stretching out her other hand. for the scarf, ]


    You want to go first? Me? --Oooh, you want to fight each other?
    zauneyete: (Shimmer King)

    [personal profile] zauneyete 2022-10-21 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
    [ A nasty scoff echoed down through the aisle. ]

    You? Out of my league.

    [ The insult was enough to cycle that fury further, heated up, angrier. There was a small, very logical part of Silco, that knew that situations like this required planning. He should head back to the manor, save the fight for another day. In another day, however, whose to say that Vander didn't gain power, like he did? This world had a wealth of possibilities, and he couldn't guarantee that Yima would give only him power, and no others. Hell, the mysterious Cyrus was another unknown, and if he had comparable power... it could be that he could also bestow such power.

    He knew better than to test that possibility. He'd seen too many disappointments just to let him go. His aspect didn't throb, at the inside of his wrist -- replacing where the mark of the visionary had been -- but he could feel his anger thrum, like the pounding of his heart, pumping more and more blood through him, incandescent, heated anger. Before he'd seen him, alive and well, Silco may have said that the past was dead, and said that he'd moved on.

    Clearly, in this moment, it was a lie.

    There was no moving on from what they'd been through, after all. If Vander had left him, to his family, perhaps there wouldn't be such bad blood, but instead, he'd tried to snuff him out. Silco had never forgotten it, hands on his neck, choking the life out of him, head underwater, as if it wasn't good enough to just silence him -- no, he needed to be disposed of.

    His hand tightened around the knife now, almost so tight it hurt.
    ]

    You don't have the faintest idea what I've been through, or what I've learned to do. [ His hand relaxed with his words, exacting, as if he could cut him with just that. Another two steps, like sharks circling in the water. His eyes left Vander only once, as if to take stock of the area. Of one of the few shopkeepers cowering behind his stall, to his left. ]

    Mind, I can't imagine you've had as much time to learn anything, have you? What must it be like, for time to slip through your fingers, only to come back, and find that everyone has moved on.

    [ It would be... so satisfying to tell him how much things had changed. How different things are. He can only imagine how angry it would make him, and Silco wanted to flay him, peel back those layers of control and find that monster underneath, that he knew was there, tightly controlled. The one that Vander had tried to drown just like Silco, but he knew as still there, if he took that knife to him. ]
    pyojeol: (pic#15850898)

    closed to kdj and yjh

    [personal profile] pyojeol 2022-10-21 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
    [why is it that freaky shit always happens when it's the three of them WHY DID THEY GET VORED BY THE GROUND? AND NOW THERE'S A DRYAD??

    it just sticks of scenario bullshit, which darkens sooyoung's already crabby attitude. she aims a kick at the dryad. this helps no one, not even herself.]


    You think we'll get stuck here and die if we kill it?

    [because she's considering it, but she feels like there'd be an obvious failsafe to prevent people who would murder first. why set up these conditions if there aren't?]
    kabooming: (😠)

    1/2

    [personal profile] kabooming 2022-10-21 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Jinx is doing a little bit of a double-take when she realizes who it is, exactly, she's roped into this fiasco. looking at Misa scrutinizingly, as if she's seen... Something. Something On Her Face. or in her soul. maybe she's looking through her and into the depths of her spirit, searching her in places no naked eye should be able to see...




    ... ]
    kabooming: (☺)

    [personal profile] kabooming 2022-10-21 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
    Finally-- like, no one has anything even close to a sense of style around here, it's insane?

    [ she's plucking at Misa's top bc like i'm 100% sure Misa is wearing something goth-cute and i refuse to believe otherwise so this is happening rn, ty for listening to my ted talk ]
    sanguinary: (in this barren wasteland)

    [personal profile] sanguinary 2022-10-21 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
    Considering the differing ideology between factions and the push to get us to choose one over the other, I can't help but feel as though the need for armies or warriors isn't far away.

    [A little pessimistic, maybe, but. Well. He is a sword, so of course he sees the opportunities for battle and war anywhere they exist.]

    ...But people do prosper more in times of peace. I will hope for the same.
    sanguinary: (13th floor)

    [personal profile] sanguinary 2022-10-21 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
    [Wow he's not the life draining sword! He's normal!! Sword normal. Swormal, if you will.]

    Is that so? A place where such a thing is beneficial... How strange. Though I don't mind it when blood gets into my mouth through nosebleeds or in battle, I wouldn't say that I would ever consider it a beneficial thing to do.

    [Which is truly the most normal thing he could say about this, terribly. Sometimes your theme is just Blood™, but you still aren't out here being vampiric about it, probably. THAT SAID, he just moves on smoothly because there are much weirder conversations to be having.]

    --The last realm? [Said in a tone that prods for more information, though he'll also add:] Have you found anything of use?
    sanguinary: (oh?)

    stop i love him

    [personal profile] sanguinary 2022-10-21 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
    [Tragically as much as i personally wish Matsui was the type of sword to simply make himself Eustace's problem, he's so detached from emotions and social behaviors in general that he's not even entirely sure what's caused this reaction in the first place. Does he even detect that Eustace is vaguely irritated?? Jury's out! Mans does not know a damn thing.

    He'll simply watch as this poor harried lad returns to his Important Sandwich and tragic deflated puppy latte, quiet and observant for a moment or two. He does, at the very least, manage one polite thing:]


    ...Thank you for asking.

    [NOT ASKING WHETHER HE'S DIED OR NOT, just engaging with his questions in general. He thinks?? that this is probably an appropriate response for someone asking after his health and making sure he's not dying, even though he himself is pretty sure he's not dying and has never been dead before. Probably.

    He'll chalk this interaction down as Another Successful One where he definitely passed at being a normal human and remember Eustace's face so he can greet him properly later! Yeah!]
    sanguinary: (ponder)

    smores can stay too yeah AND BLUEBERRY

    [personal profile] sanguinary 2022-10-21 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
    [He may be feeding squirrel-Jinx peanuts. He'll also gladly hand over the scarf, unwinding it from around his neck and delicately placing it in her other outstretched hand. It probably smells like alcohol.]

    I'm not yet good at "sparring" in a context outside of war... [He has to remind himself not to draw blood when he's friendly-fighting allies, listen.] So perhaps it would be better for us to work together, rather than against one another.
    salvageable: (pic#15563162)

    [personal profile] salvageable 2022-10-21 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Studies the face on the wall... Then taps the dryad's forehead a couple of times with his finger. That's made out of root alright. ]

    I don't think it would make itself prone like this if killing it is the way out of here.

    [ Dokja pulls away from the wall to take a look at the room they're trapped in. This is just like a scenario, it should be familiar to him, but he's handicapped by the fact that he doesn't know how this story goes. ]

    A memory or a piece of us. We can all agree that sacrificing one of us is too extreme an option.
    pyojeol: (pic#15917350)

    [personal profile] pyojeol 2022-10-21 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
    Characters: han sooyoung, kim dokja, yoo joonghyuk
    Decision: they'll each give up a treasured memory!
    Link to Thread: Here
    cutlery: please do not take! (I'm barbeque as fuck)

    [personal profile] cutlery 2022-10-21 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
    [ just missed it dang ]

    [ Sebastian hums out a thoughtful noise as he considers it. So, Ciel’s rules. Or that’s at least how he takes it. It makes him close his eyes and breathe out a sigh that’s theatrically disappointed, even if it’s not as dramatic, since, y’know. Squished face and all. ]


    Dear me… I do so often find myself in the company of those with unreasonable requests…

    [ But considering the Drama in his tone, he’s clearly playing it up, too. Once Jinx lets him go, Sebastian does give a moment to appraise the man in the distance. For but a moment, his expression is cool and calculating, and it flickers quickly around the scene to take things in. No word makes it more difficult, because words were his best weapon. He’s sure if he were allowed to talk, it would be simple, but it’s also probably something he appreciates about the challenge as a result.

    Sebastian starts to walk closer, and he reaches into the inner pocket of his jacket, since luckily, his habits as a butler have been ones he’s kept for their utility in a wide variety of applications. Inside his jacket is just a small notebook and pencil for notetaking, since it was a necessary habit to always be able to make notes for others. As he approaches, his attention turns to his little notebook, and he writes away in it, focused and attentive as only the kind of nerd that would carry such a thing in the first place would be. He knows the impression it gives off. It’s to his advantage here.

    As he writes away at a note (a real one, as a matter of fact, but that part is a secret), it’s an easy, classic trick, but one pulled off with as much finesse and elegance as if it were a practiced dance. He bumps into the man’s shoulder somewhat sharply, but no more than would be expected of someone not paying attention. Sebastian catches himself as he’s (falsely) surprised by the motion as well, and the hand holding the booklet comes up to the man’s shoulder as his eyes are locked in his in surprise.

    The cover is small but creates the tiniest of visual barriers as Sebastian’s other hand reaches to the breast pocket. Smoothly, it’s unhooked, and as the man starts to exclaim his displeasure, Sebastian only makes a gently embarrassed noise of surprise as he pulls back. The monocle is flipped deftly to the palm of the hand holding the pencil, and that easily disguises the slight awkwardness of the grip to hold onto both. It’s that very hand that comes up to Sebastian’s chest as he dips into a deep, servile bow of apology. Again, perfectly fitting to his appearance and to the very reason he would have bumped into someone at all.

    The man huffs and walks away, and Sebastian straightens as he watches him go. There’s just a few moments where he watches to see if he noticed, but as it’s clearly not the case, he turns to head back to Jinx. As he walks back, he tucks the notebook and pencil back into the pocket of his jacket, and once he’s close enough, holds out the monocle for her to take. ]


    Does that suffice?
    kabooming: (💀)

    how about: https://i.redd.it/t3xd94tqu1k31.jpg

    [personal profile] kabooming 2022-10-21 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
    [ wow, she'll prize this forever... or discard it in like five minutes, whatever. anyway thanks, she's popping some peanuts into her mouth and dextrously hopping off the column to land beside him, patting his shoulder appreciatively. ]

    I'm more of a solo act myself, but since I don't have Pow-Pow around... guess I got your back, Chuck!

    [ she's winding the scarf around her neck as she talks, eying the assortment of weapons available for combatants to use at their disposal, and-- ]

    That's her.

    [ she points not to any of the weapons on display,

    but instead to the flamethrower currently in the custody of some loser milling among the crowd, trying to look stoic and cool. ]


    That's the one.
    cutlery: please do not take! (too bad mirrors aren't real)

    [personal profile] cutlery 2022-10-21 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
    Oh, nor am I, and I do feel like Mr. Howl has an excessive amount of them.
    [ Sebastian shakes his head with a playful vehemence, since even if it’s not perhaps to its fullest extent, Amos is at least aware of part of it. An emotional person couldn’t offer the casual, if practical murder that Sebastian had. But still, he doesn’t at all dip into that sort of subject, since he’d prefer to keep things light and friendly while at a bar. Naturally. ]

    Not to gossip, of course. It is simply one of the more surprising things I had found about possessing a Shard. I suppose I am at least lucky that the Legacy of the Celebrant was a rare one, all things considered.

    [ He knows that revealing it also tells a bit about him personally, but considering how Ciel had immediately called him out for it, well. He’s not so sensitive over it, essentially. Sebastian does watch with curiosity as the bartender walks away, but mostly just to see which bottle he picks up. ]

    Straight is perfectly acceptable. To be honest, it is really only here in Horos I became aware of other options, really. In my time, the only options were straight or to cut it with water to make it less potent, really.