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Entry tags:
- arcane: vander,
- arknights: gavial,
- bastard!!: dark schneider,
- black butler: sieglinde sullivan,
- expanse (the): amos burton,
- fate/: quetzalcoatl,
- fate/: rin tohsaka,
- fire emblem: claude von riegan,
- genshin impact: tartaglia (childe),
- genshin impact: zhongli,
- granblue fantasy: eustace,
- magnus archives (the): the archivist,
- orv: dokja kim,
- star wars: cassian andor,
- star wars: jyn erso,
- trigun maximum: vash the stampede
The Seeds of Unrest, Phase Two 🌱
UPROOTED
Time has not been kind thus far, and the future will be no kinder.
The slow passage of days to weeks has seen both cities increasingly ravaged by the untamed growth of the enlarging roots. Their size is enough to uproot buildings by their foundations, if not bisect them entirely where they push through unfettered. In the worst-hit areas, entire blocks are left abandoned - if even standing at all, displacing families and leaving businesses in ruins.
Cetina and Kathova have been in near constant contact with Bearers via Communion, feeding them information about which areas to focus their lifesaving efforts. Yima’s Manor and the Seat of the Tribune - despite their closeness to the Trees - have been fortified by your leaders and act as a base of operations for each respective faction. You will be able to return to either to find sanctuary from the chaos beyond, but the innumerable civilians are not so lucky.
Bearers are tasked with rescue and recovery efforts and requested to assist hands on the ground with taking refugees to temporary shelters. Survivors must be dug out of the debris. Those who are capable of healing will be enlisted to assist at hospitals and triage centers. Supplies must be gathered and harvested from areas that are collapsed and too dangerous for civilians to navigate. If you are feeling generous, you can go on search and rescue missions, as many people are considered missing in both Highstorm and Springstar. Some areas are completely cut off to regular foot traffic by the massive, winding roots bearing countless Blight-blooms. Citizens are succumbing to the Blight flower’s effects persistent from phase one with more and more frequency.
While both cities slowly succumb to a deepening catastrophe, the situation worsens.
The slow passage of days to weeks has seen both cities increasingly ravaged by the untamed growth of the enlarging roots. Their size is enough to uproot buildings by their foundations, if not bisect them entirely where they push through unfettered. In the worst-hit areas, entire blocks are left abandoned - if even standing at all, displacing families and leaving businesses in ruins.
Cetina and Kathova have been in near constant contact with Bearers via Communion, feeding them information about which areas to focus their lifesaving efforts. Yima’s Manor and the Seat of the Tribune - despite their closeness to the Trees - have been fortified by your leaders and act as a base of operations for each respective faction. You will be able to return to either to find sanctuary from the chaos beyond, but the innumerable civilians are not so lucky.
Bearers are tasked with rescue and recovery efforts and requested to assist hands on the ground with taking refugees to temporary shelters. Survivors must be dug out of the debris. Those who are capable of healing will be enlisted to assist at hospitals and triage centers. Supplies must be gathered and harvested from areas that are collapsed and too dangerous for civilians to navigate. If you are feeling generous, you can go on search and rescue missions, as many people are considered missing in both Highstorm and Springstar. Some areas are completely cut off to regular foot traffic by the massive, winding roots bearing countless Blight-blooms. Citizens are succumbing to the Blight flower’s effects persistent from phase one with more and more frequency.
While both cities slowly succumb to a deepening catastrophe, the situation worsens.
STIRRING STORMS
As the days pass, inexplicable and unnatural weather occurrences will randomly plague both cities. They can last as long as a full day or as little as an hour before dissolving entirely.- Flurries: this snow is tainted by the Blight, making the snowfall look like ash. Any organic matter it touches will be affected by reopening wounds, re-infection of illnesses, or re-experiencing injuries that may have healed over years ago.
- Thunderstorms: these storms carry a frigid rainfall and heavy cloud cover, making already difficult-to-navigate disaster zones harder to clear. As each thunder bellow crashes overhead, you might swear you hear a familiar voice reaching out to you in the fading rumble… one that sends a message - either from the future or past.
- Fog: dense clouds of thick, freezing fog will roll in randomly, making visibility even more precarious. In your search for survivors - or your companions, you may find yourself coming face to face with someone else, instead: a version of yourself (or a companion) from another timeline. You may also hear your own voice calling out to you from within the fog, attempting to beckon you further into the mist.
- General Note: Exposure to any of the above weather patterns will increase your Blight infection.
THE BLIGHT COMES FOR ALL
As if it were not enough to see the cities that have become your salvation at the end of the Timestream falling to collapse and ruin, the Bearers will slowly begin to realize their previous immunity to the Blight is eroding. They will begin to show symptoms of infection that increase into May’s event. ( For more information on the effects of the Blight and purification methods, please see the OOC Summary. )
Now that their last bastion - the Bearers - are just as much in harm’s way as everyone else, the populous’s efforts to formulate a temporary stop-gap solution are being rushed to completion. Time is not on anyone’s side. They will continue to work with those who have been kind enough to volunteer their resources and brilliant minds - collecting materials and attempting to figure out a way to avert their otherwise inevitable destiny.
🌙 YIMA will stress for all Zenite Bearers to prioritize their well-being and to avoid unnecessary exposure, to manage their symptoms as much as possible. They must fight for their own survival to bring in the birth of a new universe - and their lives are too precious to risk. Beyond that, she asks them to save what they can of their people and their most critical structures with the understanding that hard choices may be necessary.
🌞 CYRUS will implore all Meridian Bearers to prioritize the general population's lives and turn their efforts to save as much of Springstar as they can. He will note that Bearers have ways to help keep one another from suffering too much contagion and to coordinate their usages appropriately, to keep one another safe, and watch their backs.
Now that their last bastion - the Bearers - are just as much in harm’s way as everyone else, the populous’s efforts to formulate a temporary stop-gap solution are being rushed to completion. Time is not on anyone’s side. They will continue to work with those who have been kind enough to volunteer their resources and brilliant minds - collecting materials and attempting to figure out a way to avert their otherwise inevitable destiny.
ORDERS
Orders from your leaders will come as soon as infections among the Bearers have been confirmed.🌙 YIMA will stress for all Zenite Bearers to prioritize their well-being and to avoid unnecessary exposure, to manage their symptoms as much as possible. They must fight for their own survival to bring in the birth of a new universe - and their lives are too precious to risk. Beyond that, she asks them to save what they can of their people and their most critical structures with the understanding that hard choices may be necessary.
🌞 CYRUS will implore all Meridian Bearers to prioritize the general population's lives and turn their efforts to save as much of Springstar as they can. He will note that Bearers have ways to help keep one another from suffering too much contagion and to coordinate their usages appropriately, to keep one another safe, and watch their backs.
ANOTHER EN-TREE-TY
The Tree of Life continues to sicken, yet - thankfully - the progression of the Blight is slow. Still, Bearers will find themselves occasionally compelled to take a moment to sit beneath its boughs and vibrant leaves, even as some begin to show signs of discoloration and rot. Any characters who sit with the Tree with the purple leaf they found on their person after phase one will find it warming to the touch, its veins laced with gold. This effect will be even more effective if taken into the cavernous roots beneath the Tree! While this may fill you with a temporary sense of calm, it doesn't seem to have any other effects... yet still, you are compelled, if not curious.
The Tree has offered you this gift for a reason. Perhaps you will find its use before long.
...As long as you - and Kenos - survive long enough to discover it.
The Tree has offered you this gift for a reason. Perhaps you will find its use before long.
...As long as you - and Kenos - survive long enough to discover it.
2b;
attempts at de-escalating the rampaging Blighted citizen inside the general store: not going as well as Vash may have hoped.
aforementioned Mr. Stampede has skidded on a not-so-gentle landing pad of shattered glass and cobblestone to an unceremonious halt right in front of Chef Mamsy's person, which is a rather convenient turn of fate. wow!! a fellow Bearer, and a Meridian at that, isn't that neat? after a dazed second or two of some wincing and a little 'ow?' under his breath, Vash is squinting one eye up at his fellow Meri.
and then, hearing a loud, almost animalistic outcry and some more violent smashing from inside the store, he's holding a gloved hand up toward Mamoru plaintively. ]
Mind giving a guy down on his luck a hand, mister...?
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He's getting tired of the idea that his presence here accounts for an infinite decimal in the comparative whole of the Kenosians present. Spine straightening into something primal upon a sense of power and potential threat, no matter how lackadaisical it seems. Mamoru's focus hones in on the person stumbled upon his feet, glass and complaints and all, and his jaw sets. He's awed, really.
And yet, he's getting tired of keeping track of how many interesting people to fight with are in this place.
Still, he pulls Vash up, and steps into the store through the door, the doorbell ringing, the Blighted citizen wanting to speak to the manager's manager, now.] Sorry, I'd like to return something. [He grins, jerking his thumb at the blond behind him.]
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You got a strong arm on you, anyone tell you that before?
[ uh-- wow, hey, is he for real? he's walking right on in there as if he owns the place, and Vash can't help but feel a mingle of curiosity and underlying concern. ]
Sorry, I think I'm outside their return policy... uh-- that guy has a real strong arm on him, you sure you want to get involved in this?
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Or whatever this guy decides to do anyway.
The Blighted is… snuffling at the air. Mamoru actually has the gall to bow and tilt his head enough to sniff at the air near his own shoulder. Just checking. He shrugs.]
Y'wanna give me a sitrep here? [He glances at Vash through (what the fuck) the corner of his unseeing eyes.]
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Vash, surprisingly, doesn't seem weirded out that Mams - despite the state of his eyes - can see?? look, sometimes you come from a weird world and there are samurai with wheelies and gun-katanas and dudes with implants that can make all sorts of shit happen you just Roll With It (the wheelies guy does literally) ]
Sitrep... [ ... ] Yeah, the sitrep. One sec. [ p... patting himself down?? as if he is looking for something,
the Blighted guy is lumbering a few steps closer to them before smashing one fist into a display of knick-knacks, sending them tossed all over the place. damn, rude?? ]
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Do you even know what a sitrep is. [He already knows the answer. He doesn't need to know the answer, and he definitely still is looking at Vash in the most deadpan manner as he uses his cane to deflect stray knick-knacks away from him.]
Be quiet, the grown-ups are talking. [He throws to the Blighted guy, who, expectedly, charges even further like a bull who just saw red.
Which, uh, really, Vash's coat and all.]
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[ Vash asks this while pointing a finger at himself - but then he gets that Mams is, in fact, talking to the Blighted Guy and nodding. ]
I mean-- yeah! Don't interrupt, Mommy and Daddy are having a little discussion, kiddo, we'll get to you in a mi--
[ oh god Blighted Guy is charging?!?!
Vash gives a high-pitched scream before taking a sideward lurch--
--his foot catches on a decorative cup that had been displaced with all the other merchandise on the floor, and conveniently sends him tripping in a graceless, flailing sprawl right into Mamoru. uh, ]
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RIP.
Mamoru has the ability to actually dodge, but he's focused on the man going at them like they're toreros and—
He's barrelled by a guy who he had noticed was way heavier than he looked.
And there they go into the shelves of this fine commercial establishment.]
Ugh… [He pushes at Vash, his hand slipping on the leather.
'The manager's manager!' the Blighted Guy bellows.] What the fuck—Get off.
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[ he's whining into Mamoru's side as he sits upright, wincing and rubbing his poor abused noggin. ]
C'mon, mister, you gotta cover for me! Can't you calm him down or something? You look like a real--
[ ... ]
Diplomatic... type. Yeah! Got a way with words? For sure, for sure!
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My dude, my bro, my buddy, he's not a diplomatic anything.]
What the fuck did you do?!
['THE MANAGER'S MANAGER,' and the Blighted lunges again.
Mamoru kicks Vash aside and rolls away as the Guy goes and hits the shelving behind them headfirst.] What the—is he drugged?
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You could say that...
[ drugged... no, but it sure as hell looks like it the way the guy is now trying to rip a shelf off the wall he just collided with, tugging at it again and again... and again... with enough force to send several others clattering over. he apparently wants to use it like a club to beat the shit out of either of them if he can get it free, for the record-- ]
Look, he cut in line and I told him he had to let the sweet old lady go first, and-- HEY!
[ Vash ducks as the Blighted guy tosses some merchandise off the wall beside him.
so Vash shout-whispers toward Mamoru, trying to slowly wiggle his way closer without attracting too much attention, ]
What if you ask him real nicely if he'll take a coupon to leave?
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And—
(Christ.)
A bunch of throwing knives out of nowhere jab with so much force into the Blighted Guy's hands that they pin back on the wall—for a while, at least—when they are about to throw yet more merch.
Mamoru finally gets up, some of the blades still between his fingers.]
How's that for diplomacy? [No one can hear him, probably, with how loud the Blighted Guy is wailing.]
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[ Vash is no longer shout-whispering. he's just outright shouting to be heard over the god-awful yelling, and abruptly springing to his feet toward Blight Guy--
yeah, he is about to remove those knives for him. ]
Calm down, buddy! H-hey, he didn't mean it! He was aiming for... the shelf! To help loosen it for you! --Don't hit me, geez, I'm on your side! [ Blight Guy is even more angry at these developments, practically foaming at the mouth at this point. this is going so well, ]
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[This time, look, you're on your own. Mamoru tucks the rest of his throwing knives into the strap beneath his jacket, an eyebrow arching at this.] Knock him out, then. You can do it, right?
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[ actually Vash was the one who said Mams was diplomatic, but that is not important, ]
Come on, can't you just... restrain him or something 'til we can calm him down?! You look pretty strong, yeah!
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So do you.
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What?! How are you seeing right now, anyway?!