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TDM #001 / EVENT LOG #001

TEST DRIVE MEME #001 / EVENT LOG #001


INFORMATION

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ARRIVAL


The world has changed although you can't remember it changing. Wherever you were and whatever you were doing you are now reliving one of your most important memories. Good or bad, serious or silly, this was something that impacted you deeply. It feels like you're there again living through it. The temperature, the scent, the sounds - they're all exactly as they were back then...but you can hear something else, too. Voices that are muffled and indistinct and far away. Shadows cast on the scene that fall wrong from nowhere. The faintest shimmer of a purple butterfly may play at the corner of your eye.

You aren't alone. Those figures may remain outside of your memory or they may enter the memory, but no matter what the memory itself does not change. The places and people being remembered play out their parts like a movie you've stepped into...and then the memory will repeat when you've reached the end. The wrongness and sense of others watching may increase with each repetition. City of 7 NPCs will call out vices and virtues in turn: this person is guilty of pride - or was it humility? Greed or charity? Lust or chastity? Envy or gratitude? Gluttony, temperance, wrath, patience, sloth, diligence...all the seven deadly vices and seven deadly virtues might be called out in turn. Player characters who enter the memory will be compelled to cast a vote spoken aloud, though they may use whatever metric they like to determine which of the seven deadly vices or seven deadly virtues the person at the center of the memory is most guilty of.

And perhaps that was the deciding vote. As soon as the final vote is cast the characters will witness the memory...bursting! Like a soap bubble. It shimmers and wavers and then blows apart. After this they will find themselves landing in either the city of 7 or in the Amplitheater proper.

If they find themselves in the Amplitheater they may find themselves drowning...or not. This month's scenery is partially underwater and not every role can easily survive there. They will also be able to see large scattered soap bubbles which they can enter that contain other characters trapped in one of their own memories until they receive enough votes to leave. Once all the characters are freed no more of these bubbles can be found.

Upon leaving their bubble characters will discover that on their body is an emblem. This emblem is an oddly shifting mark of colors much like the Amplitheater itself, and the shape of the emblem seems to shift from moment to moment. Sometimes technicolor lights flicker through it. It will only full settle upon acceptance to the game when a character is fully sorted. The emblem should be at least the size of a quarter and in a location that is sometimes visible.

AMPLITHEATER: THE LITTLE MARINER


Every month the Amplitheater puts on a grand story which the characters can enter and leave at will. This month the stage is The Little Mariner - an island nation surrounded by open and haunted waters. Characters may be warned by NPCs in 7 that items taken into the Amplitheater will take on the relative technology level of the scene, but if they simply arrive inside the Amplitheater after their bubble bursts they will instead find that all their belongings now fit the nautical/piratical theme and a medieval-fantasy technology level. Their belongings will change back to the appropriate appearance and use once they leave the Amplitheater.

The interior of the Amplitheater does not appear to be a sphere. It appears to be an entire world. The exits to the city of 7 all have the shimmer of a soap bubble and can be found in odd places: in puddles, under rocks, in boots...feel free to have your character locate an exit anywhere should they need or want one or have fun with them having more trouble finding an exit. Any exit in the Amplitheater will randomly deposit your character somewhere in the city of 7 regardless of where they entered. You can use this to get your character into city-based prompts they might otherwise not want to join if you like. Or just to dump them on someone else. Go wild. And yes, these exits to look similar to the soap-bubble memories characters find themselves arriving in.

Please note that just as exiting is random so is entering. Your character may show up on a ship, on the island city, or underwater. This is regardless of whether or not their role is suited to that location so feel free to mess around.

Whenever they leave or enter the Amplitheater characters will hear a voice asking them "What are they guilty of?" Before them will flash the faces of one person of each role found in the Dramatis Personae section. They will know that by the 25th they must assign at least one vice or virtue to one of the roles found within this world.

TALE: THE LITTLE MARINER

Within the Amplitheater the only piece of technology that doesn't transform is the bracelet the characters are wearing. There's a notification that pops up during their first entry into the Amplitheater but they can ignore it until they have the time to get to it. They can also ignore it forever if they don't want to listen to the story that goes with the scenery. This is not required reading as much of the story is reflected in prompts but is simply there for those who want to know it. The message is the following story:

"There once was a beautiful island kingdom known as Aurelia. Though Aurelia was a small kingdom it sat the the middle of many busy trade routes and ships would often come to the port city in order to trade goods or take a rest on their planned routes. Only minor troubles burdened the people of Aurelia.

This peaceful circumstance was mirrored beneath the waves where the kingdom of Atlantis was found. There the merfolk lived peacefully. While these two kingdoms existed quite close to one another both had little to do with the other. The merfolk feared what the people of Aurelia might do to them as there were sailors who sought to capture merfolk as prizes while the people of Aurelia feared the sirens and sea witches their sailors had met on expeditions...when they even believed these stories to be true.

Most merfolk and most people of Aurelia. One particular merfolk became curious about the world above the waters in which she dwelled. She watched them with her friend the porpoise who followed her faithfully and cautioned her against the world she did not understand. Despite these warnings she chose to visit the sea witch to ask for help to see the world she was so curious about.

A deal was struck. The permanent loss of her voice for a single treasure the sea witch had crafted. The merfolk princess was given a scale pendant that allowed her to shift into human form when she left the waters of Atlantis and stepped onto dry land. Happily she went to Aurelia and walked through the markets and saw how they lived...and there she met the mariner.

They struck up an easy friendship as they learned to speak without her voice. The mariner offered to take the merfolk princess sailing and taught her how to work the sails and how to navigate above the waves while the princess taught the mariner how to find and call the sea creatures she had grown up with.

One day the mariner used that knowledge to call up the porpoise who came to him full of trust - and then he fished the porpoise up. Angry and heartbroken the princess dove away from the ship and went to the sea witch begging for some way to bring back her friend. Magic that brings the dead back to life never comes at an easy cost but she was willing to give anything at all.

She would have to apprentice to the sea witch and give up a portion of her own soul. The cost caused her to become cursed, doomed to never be welcomed in the waters of her homeland again even as her once beloved porpoise friend chose to join her in exile. The porpoise swore to find a way to lift her curse at any cost to itself though she did not regret her actions.

The mariner came to regret the loss of his friend almost immediately and set sail in search of her to apologize. Against the advice of older and wiser sailors he took to the seas in the dead of night and his ship was taken by one of the cursed crews. Aboard the ship he found himself starved enough to take a bite of an apple...and then another, and another.

He lost all track of time and for a long time was part of the ship and the crew. In his free time he would sing to the empy waters of his sorrow and how he regretted the hurt he had caused not only to his lost friend but to the porpoise she had so treasured.

One night long after he lost track of all time she came from the water and offered to him a piece of soggy bread taken from the marketplace. Upon eating it he regained himself and leapt from the ghost ship, the princess helping him to swim to shore. There he asked her to come ashore but she told him she would not, and dove back into the waters to join her companion in the sea caves. In time she would become a sea witch and would never be seen again by the mariner."

DRAMATIS PERSONAE

Upon entering the Amplitheater characters are randomly assigned a role from the below list. They can exit and re-enter to be assigned a new role. The assigning of these roles is done by you, so feel free to pick whatever you like regardless of what your character does or does not approve of. Each role has certain compulsions (which are easy to fight off if preferred or which can be interpreted in whatever way you like) and powers.

NPCs from the city of 7 can be found in the Amplitheater filling out various roles the same as PCs can. There also seem to be NPCs that are part of the setting itself that move about in specific patterns through their own little internal stories. It's usually easy to tell the two apart.

MARINER
Sailors and citizens of the island nation in this setting. If you want to be a random sailor? Cool. If you want to enter and be royalty? Also cool. The logic of the Amplitheater can be messed up and adhere more to dreams and emotion at times so it's possible to have five kings to one nation and seventeen captains to one ship. Mariners will be (mostly) human. If your character is not typically human they can potentially be humanized for this role if you like. They also may remain inhuman if you prefer!
POWERS: Inherent knowledge of sailing & navigation, land/air animal companion optional
COMPULSIONS: Sailing, singing sea shanties, finding buried treasure
WEAKNESSES: They can't breathe underwater :(

CURSED MARINER
Cursed mariners are obligated to remain either in the water or on the various ghost ships sailing around the setting until/unless they either exit and come back with a new role or break their curse while in the setting. The curse can manifest in their appearance as a ghost, skeleton, zombie, or sea-urchin encrusted monstrosity. We're not nitpicking this, do whatever you want. Cursed mariners will find that ghosts and other cursed NPCs in the setting are chill with them instead of trying to scare them. After all, they're bros now. Ghost high five!
POWERS: Inflicting the cursed status on other non-cursed people and animals, not needing to breathe, dramatic ghostly musical cues
COMPULSIONS: Inflicting their curse on other people, capturing merfolk, attacking normal ships, burying treasure
WEAKNESSES: Incapable of going on dry land, may be incapable of leaving their ships

MERFOLK
Merfolk can come in the common or royal variety and have no standard look besides "part fish". Which part is fish and which part is human (or whatever) is up to you. If you want your character to be a top-half fish mermaid they totally can be. As long as there is part human (or whatever) and part aquatic animal going on the world is your oyster. Hey, maybe you can be an oyster merfolk! Your character will be transformed for this role but the degree to which that change takes place is up to you.
POWERS: Summon aquatic animal friends, fish-speaking, mysterious musical backups, alluring song, breathing underwater
COMPULSIONS: Singing dramatic musical numbers, acquiring human legs
WEAKNESSES: Can't remain out of water for very long, no sexy human legs (unless they have no sexy human head)

CURSED MERFOLK
There are two types of cursed merfolk: Merfolk who have simply lost anything thanks to the rampant sea witch problem or merfolk who are some variety of ghost, skeleton, or zombie sea creature. The latter is what any character assigned this role on entry will start as, while someone assigned to be a normal merfolk can change into a cursed merfolk throughout the course of their time in the Amplitheater. Sea witches can also become cursed merfolk if you like.
POWERS: Breathing underwater, summon zombie aquatic animal friends, fish-speaking, eerie ghost singing
COMPULSIONS: Spreading their curse to other people/creatures, drowning mariners, singing haunting songs in the dead of night
WEAKNESSES: Can't remain out of water for very long, instinctively disliked by non-cursed sea animals, smells like rotting fish

SEA WITCH
A variety of merfolk that practice sea magic and deal-based magic. As with normal and cursed merfolk a sea witch can be any variety of merfolk you like and we don't care which half is human (or whatever you started out as) and which half is fish. You can be a very standard looking sea witch if you don't want to think about it or you can play around with it if you do. Sea witches are disliked strongly by the setting-native NPCS but the 7 NPCs won't really care much about "good" or "bad" roles since they're more interested in the vices and virtues a soul is guilty of.
POWERS: Extracting any price from an agreed-upon deal no matter how intangible or odd - souls, voices, sandwiches, etc.; fish-speaking, breathing underwater, some magic, evil fish companions
COMPULSIONS: Making deals, cackling maniacally, singing songs about being an evil sea witch
WEAKNESSES: Can't remain out of water for very long, terrible singing voices unless they steal one, must be totally honest about the terms of their deals (can use legalese and loopholes and technical truths however), instinctively disliked by all mariners and many merfolk

PORPOISE
Congratulations, you are now a fish. Or an aquatic mammal. Or...something that lives under the sea. Maybe you're a crab. Or a sea slug. Or a clam. There aren't hard and fast rules here beyond the fact you are now a sea animal living your best sea animal life. Or maybe your worst sea animal life. What does that look like? Whatever you want it to! Maybe your porpoise wants to be a real human girl or boy and makes a deal with a sea witch and changes categories? Or maybe your character goes "fuck this" and finds an exit to try to be something other than a seahorse.
POWERS: Breathing underwater, summon aquatic animal friends, swims real fast
COMPULSIONS: Helping merfolk, offering advice (does not have to be good advice), providing back-up vocals
WEAKNESSES: You're a fish (or something)!

UNDERWATER


The underwater kingdom of Atlantis surrounds the island nation of Aurelia. There the Merfolk and Porpoises live in often musically-accompanied harmony. Coral reefs can be found all around the island and many of the corals grow into the homes the Merfolk live in. The grand palace is almost entirely constructed of corals although there are some shells and stone as well. Atlantis is a true underwater city so you can find any variety of shops, eateries, and entertainment...though all of this takes place underwater so obviously everything sold, eaten, or done must be water-appropriate. And also most of it is catered to fish and other aquatic life. So there's that! Cursed Merfolk and Sea Witches are not welcome in Atlantis.

Currently there's a grand musical celebration being planned, but the royal princess is nowhere to be found! If you happen to be a Merfolk who is royal they don't mean you. They mean...your sister? Your brother? Your second cousin twice removed? The Amplitheater's dream-logic will fill in something at random. Or maybe you ARE the missing royal merfolk and you have run away for dramatic teenage reasons or just left the area for normal reasons. Whatever the case, all of Atlantis is trying to find you and you may need a quick getaway. If you're captured they will force you to sing a solo for them in their musical celebration regardless of whether or not you can actually sing. If they can't find a royal Merfolk for this they may settle for a Porpoise. Not only are you a fish, now you have to preform! Fun.

There are various shipwrecks to be found from the many nautical battles above the waves. Some of these ships are now home to Merfolk or Porpoises but many are there to be looted by whomever wants to loot things. The VRealists are diving down and mapping the shipwrecks by persistently exiting and entering the Amplitheater until they get roles that make this possible, so you'll see many Merfolk, Cursed Merfolk, Sea Witches, and Porpoises wandering around these wrecks. They won't usually initiate combat but may ask you to search with them for various lost treasures. These range from mystical artifacts such as a gemstone that when broken will release a storm to a fork that when dipped into water can purify it. A small volume of water, anyway. Feel free to make treasures up! These won't be removable from the Amplitheater.

Also around these shipwrecks are meetings of Porpoises. Since the Porpoise role includes any aquatic animal this means...lots of sea creatures! There's various interest groups here (shiny hooks and why you should or shouldn't avoid them; what is this piece of human debris I found and if I had hair could I comb it with it; are fish friends or food?) which you might be drawn into if you try to swim by. These are the real topics that matter to real animals.

In the sea caves under the city of Aurelia are the Sea Witches. There's more than one of them. The Sea Witches are magical deal-makers who can offer you anything you can think of. Or, well, not game-breaking go home things, but anything within reason that suits the technology level within the Amplitheater. So an undersea giant transforming mecha isn't a possibility but if you want a transforming suit of armor made entirely of shells that shoots out blowfish darts that can totally happen for you. The catch is the price of the deals. Sea witches can ask for anything in exchange for these wishes, be it voices or souls or a really good sandwich. It's up to the witch in question. If you approach the sea caves you may be asked: "What do you wish for?" You may feel compelled to answer the question though you will have to decide whether or not to make a deal on your own. As a note, Sea Witches can cause curses as a result of their deals if the prices aren't paid or if the terms have it that way - and they can also offer to curse curses for a price.

GHOST SHIPS


The island nation of Aurelia has a ghost problem. Every evening the ships of the dead take to the seas...or the skies in the cases of a few flying ghost ships. While some of these ships are translucent and can only be interacted with by cursed creatures and ghosts many can be boarded by the living and uncursed. The boarding does not have to be willing: characters can find themselves on a ship either from exiting their initial memory or from entering the Amplitheater from the outside. Or they can be kidnapped by ghost pirates which is again a very big and common problem in Aurelia. Mariners are particularly susceptible to kidnappings, while Merfolk and Porpoises may find themselves fished up to be kept captive or threatened with becoming sushi.

These ghosts ships will frequently attack the ships of the living once they descend. The nightscape of Aurelia frequently has nautical battles and canonfire as a part of it, although some areas are less fraught with the obvious dangers of ghost pirate to sailor combat and instead full of less obvious dangers...

If you're a Cursed Mariner and a part of the crew you will find yourself preforming tasks around the ship. These tasks range from legitimate ship tasks such as hoisting and trimming sails seemingly at random to the less legitimate burying treasure on the seabed or even on dry land wearing very fashionable buckets of sea water as shoes. Characters who are not Cursed Mariners may find themselves drawn into the crew if they happen to eat anything from the ghostly feast on any of the ships. If they eat something from one of the feasts and stay on the ship through the night they will become a Cursed Mariner. Taking the character from the ship and feeding them uncursed food will cure them - or any other cure for a curse that characters can come up with.

What feasts, you ask? Elaborate ones with any food characters could imagine...including all their favorites, however esoteric those might be. Ghosts walk through the walls of the ship. There are floating candelabras and sometimes the food set out for the feast will disappear from the plate. Occasionally out of the corner of their eyes the food found at the feast might look different - rotted and in dark shifting colors but that only happens sometimes...and it tastes absolutely perfect regardless. The ghost chef will serve up more and more food no matter how much a character eats. "Don't you want some more? You can't leave the table until you've finished all of it." No matter how much they eat characters will still feel hungry. Worse, the more they eat the more they themselves will begin to change into something more Cursed.

Many times a deep fog will roll out over the sea. Sometimes those who enter the fog will find that they lose something to it. Often this is their voice but it can also be a memory or some sort of item they had or even one of their powers of skills. These things will turn into golden balls of light which dance over and under the ocean leading other people on like will-o-the-wisps. Catching one of these balls of light will immediately give your character the thing that was lost - even if it wasn't theirs! You might find yourself speaking with another person's voice or viewing someone else's memory or suddenly having a new ability until you give it back to them. This can be accomplished by picturing it leaving you and flowing from your hand to theirs. Or by just handing an item over if what was lost was an item.

ISLAND CITY


The island nation of Aurelia is one city on a sunny island with various fields and beaches and mountains and coves thrown into the mix. The city is very large and busy with a huge port for ships and a lively market. The castle where all the royal people live (or Mariners who happen to be royal) is on a nice cliff overlooking both the sea and the city. There are many shops in the market and plenty of eateries and food stalls, and there's a large stage near the biggest plaza where there are frequent plays and performances put on. Anyone who stages their own performance - of whatever they like! - will earn golden coins that when taken out of the Amplitheater will disappear and register as credits to their account.

Currently the city is preparing for a royal wedding. Mariners (royal or otherwise) can be as involved as they might like in this and can be cast as anyone in the wedding party or any of the celebrants. This wedding takes place every single day come rain or shine at the sunniest part of the afternoon. It often takes place on a boat but sometimes takes place on the beach or in the palace itself. None of the Amplitheater-native NPCs seem to realize they're playing out the same storyline with variations. City of 7 NPCs will mention this is normal if asked and seem to enjoy trying out different roles and doing different things from day to day. Occasionally this includes things like Blood-Drinker Cursed Merfolk attacking the wedding ship one day to spread their curse or another day Combatants commandeering the wedding ship for a battle. Yes, Wrath devotees are often a problem, why do you ask?

There's also beach fun to be had! You can go swimming or sunbathing if you like, or be dragged along for fishing and sailing by any of the various ships around the port. Or maybe you will find some buried treasure? There's a Cursed Mariner sloshing around in bucket boots who seems to be burying the treasure, and if you catch him at it he will offer to not curse you for the price of: "Y'wanna help me bury it? Otherwise..." If you say no he will curse you. He isn't even sorry about it. But if you help him he's happy enough to go on his merry way after making you promise not to unbury the treasure. You are of course free to unbury it after anyway if you like to find magical artifacts along the lines of a scrying glass that can show scenes around the Amplitheater, a wand that can call up a sea storm, or slippers that let you walk on water. None of these items can be removed from the Amplitheater.

Sailing is a major area of interest in Aurelia for obvious reasons. The seas during the days are sunny and bright while at night they tend to be choppy and foggy. During the days you might hear Merfolk singing. The songs during the day are alluring but in a more positive way - you just want to stop and listen. During the night you might be listening to Cursed Merfolk who call sailors to them in order to run them aground or into rocks so they can attempt to drag the sailors to the depths of the sea.


CITY OF 7


Welcome to the city of 7, a floating technological metropolis that seems to be suspended in the midst of an infinite void of space. The city is divided into seven more or less even wedges centered around a huge iridescent multi-colored sphere at the center known as the Amplitheater. You can read in-depth about the city on our setting page.

Early on in the month the city is bustling and citizens are leaving and entering the Amplitheater very frequently, trying to generate more power for their city. Many are willing to direct new characters to Charimedic clinics where members of the Charimedic order are willing to explain how things work in the city of 7. The Amplitheater generates the power their entire city runs on. It's called a soul-weighing ceremony, although many people refer to it as simply the ceremony.

Characters are encouraged to participate in the ceremony but aren't obligated to do so. There's plenty to do and see within the city itself, and each district is celebrating the current ceremony in their own unique ways.

DISTRICT 1: HUMILITY


The eternal summer and aquatic theme of District 1 fits in quite well with this month's ceremony. Stepping through the elastic surface of the Amplitheater one can almost get confused about if they actually went anywhere - until the more technological details of District 1 come into focus. The denizens of the 1st district are enthused about this and have begun setting up water slides which lead into the Amplitheater to allow people a more "fun" entrance. They might not explain this properly the first time you queue up for one of the slides, however, leading to a surprise destination at the end of the ride.

Floating throughout the air are holographic and mechanical jellyfish. The holographic versions will occasionally float through people or objects while the mechanical versions seem to be used as extremely slow and often confused messengers. Some of these jellymechs will wander up to your character. Sometimes right up to your character. Like...floating into your character and continuing to try to move like they will somehow learn to phase through solid objects. They do this to walls as well.

Occasionally you will find them stuck in random locations like this and they will only after a long struggle ask for help. A small, shy robotic voice may sound out: "Um...sorry...dunno how to get out of this...can you help me out...?" They might also ask for directions to some location in 7. If you choose to help one of the myriad lost or stuck jellyfish they will reward your character with credits and a pretty seashell bracelet. The jellymechs made them themselves.

Various people dressed in fashions modeled off of jellyfish can be found following the jellymechs around. The jellymechs mostly ignore this but you might find one hiding behind you timidly. "They're...being weird again...dunno what to do..." Again, helping the jellymech out will net you thanks, credits, and this time a crayon drawing of your character that is printed out and handed over. So...crayon-ink? This may or may not have been worth it.

You can read more about District 1 over here.

DISTRICT 2: GREED


Now that a new ceremony is underway District 2 is moving to capitalize on it. The entire place is full of holographic advertisements, statues, and movies all projected into the air and on various platforms or even coming out of digital billboards. Many of these holo-ads are themed on The Little Mariner. Do you want your Little Mariner commemorative shirt? What about a jacket? A hat? A mug? Hey, they have this EXCLUSIVE recording of one of the top Envidols talking about the newest ceremony location...a low, special price JUST for you...but only if you buy now! While not everything is themed, those who follow Greed know how to cash in on a new business opportunity. They do this every month.

Even the vending & gacha machines have been taken over by the craze. Quickly manufactured figurines of characters found within the current ceremony can be found inside the gacha machines. These figurines can include your character in any role - even multiple ones! The rarity of all these figurines value, so your character might be only a 1 star pull...but they might also be a 5 star pull. Something to be happy or sad about, maybe? Or to not care about at all. The vending machines, meanwhile, will sell various aquatic supplies which can be taken into the Amplitheater. Though...they might change inside of it to match the technology level. Buyer beware!

You might be pulled aside by one of the Gambliars, many of whom run and work at any of the various mega-casinos or malls, and asked: "Hey...I hear there's pirate treasure inside this time. Think you can bring me some out? I'll make it worth your while..." The Gambliar will then supply characters with a treasure map that they can take inside of the Amplitheater. If characters are willing to bring out pirate treasure (after, you know, finding and/or stealing it) they will get an absolutely terrible exchange rate of credits to treasure that favors the Gambliar. But at least it's something?

You can read more about District 2 over here.

DISTRICT 3: CHASTITY


In District 3 there are many nautically themed lanterns and kites to be found in the sky almost constantly depending on whether it is night or day. These sometimes float entirely free on the breeze that blows constantly through the district but many times can be found being released or flown by the residents of District 3. Denizens of the 3rd district can be found making and painting these kites or selling them. The price is fairly cheap and reasonable and mostly citizens seem to be making a lot for fun and then just asking a few credits for all the extras they end up with.

There are flowering trees found all throughout the district. Cherry blossom, Magnolia, Crabapple, and strange alien options that characters may or may not recognize from home or from other worlds. The scent of it is heavy but pleasant - unless you're not into florals. It's pretty common at this time of year to find various people picnicking under the trees. Various hobby groups will put on demonstrations of skills or will have storytelling time in order to entertain anyone who happens to pass by.

Music can constantly be heard. Most of it is pleasant and joyful, but you may hear a particular compelling song that has you following it...only to end up in the middle of a hobby meeting. Are you being forced to quilt? Do you find yourself painting miniature figures? Or maybe you're suddenly being cast in a play? The Hobbyists are all about the mermaid and pirate themed plays right now and are even writing a few of their own...with varying results as to quality. One of the very impassioned amateur directors will insist you get their story just right even if the story is, in fact, terrible.

There are various small open-topped airships that fly through the district. Several offer rides to the Amplitheater if you don't wish to walk, passing through the bubble with no trouble and transforming instantly into a scene-appropriate ship as the sailor NPCs take anyone who wishes to go to Aurelia city into port. Being attacked by pirates may happen, so take care.

You can read more about District 3 over here.

DISTRICT 4: ENVY


The denizens of the 4th district are organizing themselves around the entertainment offered by the newest ceremony much like the other districts. In the multiple shopping centers around District 4 are many goods that could be considered useful in the current ceremony alongside the usual fare. The top piratical fashion, guaranteed not to change inside the Amplitheater!

While they keep up their usual reality shows and Envidol streams, many Envidols are streaming about the Little Mariner. Holo-memory recordings of their time in the Amplitheater can be found alongside reaction videos. Your character might feature in any of these, including videos the Envidols make mocking players within the game...so if you had an embarrassing moment and an Envidol happened to be nearby you now get to share it with the entire city of 7. Isn't that lucky?

Meanwhile there are various new VR releases built around the Amplitheater's current ceremony that come out through the month. Many of the VRealists are releasing strategy guides for the current ceremony, although most citizens of 7 will tell you that living out whatever experience you have in the Amplitheater in whatever way you want is the best way to go about things. If you want a guide to how to find the most treasure!!!! or TOP RANKED roles for this month to see how you stacked up against everyone else according to a group of VR nerds, though, you can definitely find those things.

The Thankfools are currently active as well, passing out informational pamphlets on their order. Do you want to loiter near doors waiting for people to open them for you? Do you want to thank everyone you meet for existing or other amazing traits? Do you want to always smile and never frown? Join today!

You can read more about District 4 over here.

DISTRICT 5: GLUTTONY


What matters most about any new Amplitheater setting is obviously the food. What kind of cuisine do they have? Whatever it is, District 5 is replicating it and expanding on it. This month that means there is seafood everywhere. There are fish themed and shaped snacks being sold out of many of the hover-trucks and while you can find many other types of foods almost every place is running a special on "Mariner-themed" meals.

There's supposed to be boats running off one of the tributaries of the river and straight into the Amplitheater but...there aren't. That just isn't happening. Instead there is a huge water traffic jam on the river and you're better off just walking into the Amplitheater from District 5. It's almost possible to walk along from ship to ship on the river right now without missing a step they're that packed. No one seems that worried about it, though...except some very annoyed Rational robots who nevertheless respect the current order of dis-order and don't try to hurry people along. But you can tell they're thinking it.

There seems to be an ongoing war with the vending machines of District 5. If you go to buy anything you're going to have to fight off a group of people with silly food themed hats (mostly cheeseburger) or much more sensibly dressed robots (and some people). Both groups will buy everything out of whatever vending machine they've descended on. This happens in every district although it's most frequent in District 5. Luckily the Rationals will sell you back items, although with a reasonable limit. They will not sell to Vendingmacs and will get upset if you give the Vendingmacs anything you buy from them.

You can read more about District 5 over here.

DISTRICT 6: WRATH


All the nautical battles going on in the Amplitheater are more than fine with the residents of District 6. In fact, they seem to be mobilizing to enter the Amplitheater in groups. Characters are welcomed - and in some cases forcibly press-ganged - to join any of these groups to march into the Amplitheater and acquire ships in order to have elaborate and deliberate nautical battles. They're not exactly playing it safe and easy so be careful of injury...or death, but that's best avoided.

There are also sword-fighting matches and a few people offering lessons if you want to be an authentic warrior inside the Amplitheater for the time period. Because that's important to some people, apparently. The weapons shops are all selling period-appropriate weaponry in addition to the usual stuff - though the merchants will clarify anything technologically advanced will simply morph inside the Amplitheater. Still, some people really want the authenticity!

Inside the Amplitheater you can hire a group of Combatants as guards...or you can come across a group and fight them in skill matches. They're going to be sailing around challenging anyone and everyone to a fight. On the other side of things the Blood-Drinkers will be entering and exiting the Amplitheater until they get their preferred roles of Cursed Mariner or Cursed Merfolk. They will then proceed to fight anyone and everyone and bite them to drink their blood and spread the curse so...watch out for that!

The Brewers are in the meantime offering nautically-themed teas which they are brewing from scratch on inspiration. The worst one tastes rather like rotting fish. The Blood-Drinkers love it.

You can read more about District 6 over here.

DISTRICT 7: DILIGENCE


Currently in District 7 the the days are twice as long as the nights. This does put the District somewhat out of sync with the rhythms of the rest of 7, but devotees of Diligence barely pay that any heed. You, however, may notice that you can step from night into daylight when coming from another district, or may experience the opposite when going.

Perhaps suiting the strange hours and cycle of long days and short nights, shadows inside District 7 behave strangely. Occasionally they will slip free of their owners and move independently, a pantomime of work played out on the streets and walls of District 7. These shadows can affect the actions of their owner at times, forcing the owner to work in District 7, or may be (semi?) permanently lost if citizens aren't careful. Shadowmen consume lost shadows although they also will steal the shadows of loiterers within the district. If you aren't behaving in a diligent manner your shadow is at risk. A new shadow can be gained through an extreme act of Sloth or Diligence.

Hovering and walking and rolling throughout the district are the Schedulebots (their members with working biological limbs walk). They can be found in nearly every district offering to help anyone who needs assistance or providing free labor. Many can be found going into the Amplitheater and working in the city marketplace. Though they appear human at first glance, sometimes seeing them sideways you'll catch a hint of the metal they're actually made of.

The electric lazy river that serves as the major street(s) of District 7 is anything but lazy. There are various control craft that direct traffic and ensure everyone is moving according to schedule and plan. Deliveries are made efficiently and transportation is easily among the fastest across the entire city. There are regular scheduled transports offered going into the Amplitheater with stops at Aurelia city as well as Atlantis and a few of the ghost ships.

In a quiet moment when the shadows seem to be behaving normally and none of the Schedulebots are around you may be drawn to the side by one of the Nap Peddlers. These are mostly cat people and actual cats with tech-based collars that allow them to speak, although there are a few less feline members in the group. "Psssst. Hey, you. Yeah, you. Come over here, you have to see what I got..." What the Peddler has is...pillows! And fuzzy blankets. "Goose down pillows, and look at these blankets...the blend is top notch! And hey, all you gotta do to get 'em is use 'em! I know a place right down the street..." If you choose to follow the Peddler you can be led to an underground nap café which fronts as either a cat café or some other kind of shop. Inside are cozy napping areas for groups or singles and lots of places to lounge around and do absolutely nothing. Come inside!

You can read more about District 7 over here.



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[personal profile] arsenist 2024-03-06 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
hi mods, I'm back with two more questions!

1. for the arrival, since characters can experience senses like smell and hearing in their memory, would they also be able to experience pain?

2. if characters try to bring back something that's not gemstones out of the Amplitheater, like shells or non-precious stones, will those also be converted to credits?

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goro akechi - persona 5 royal

[personal profile] enteloki 2024-03-06 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
[as a note, there are P5R spoilers & he's third semester endgame canonpoint.]

water

[The world has a wonderful habit of disappointing him. It doesn't matter who's in control because those puppet strings seem to extend beyond gods, beyond distortions in reality-

Beyond death because he's currently in the process of drowning in salt instead of darkness. A startling new trend in his life.

With the demeanor and expression of a disgruntled cat, he manages to get above water. Claw his fingers into mud and sand to drag himself onto some kind of land. A mini island in a sea of haunted waters with only enough room to walk about three paces in any direction.
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How quaint.

[Bitter doesn't begin to describe his tone as he mentally maps out how long of a swim this is about to be, peeling off his sopping wet winter coat. To anyone who's on this mini-mass with him, he adds-]

If you know what's happening, then I suggest you start talking.

ghost ship

[The thing is - no one likes being ghost napped onto a haunted ship.

Akechi, in particular, isn't taking it well. Or rather, didn't take it well. The nice part about having Hereward at his disposal is the absolute cacophony he's able to cause in an instant. An 'I'll kill all of you! snarling from his lips as he goes to attack again and again and again-

Because he wants to see every piece of shit on this boat sink and rot at the bottom of the ocean floor.

And every delighted, high pitched cackle that occurs with brutal attacks might sound like a warning, but hey! He's helping! Kinda!! Anything that looks pirate themed is the subject of his wrath and he is taking every opportunity to riot gun his way out of this.
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Oh, I'm so scared you piece of shit!

[He sounds like he's having a great time! Come help???? Or stop him from destroying the boat??? Help destroy the boat harder??]

fog's haunted

[Call of Chaos is a dangerous skill to have and one-

That's currently lost in this sea of golden lights and it takes everything in his power to not lose it. This reality is breaching the number one slot of worst places he's ever been. The fact he now has a list enough to enrage him further and-

He crushes a nearby ball of light in his fingers, squeezing it tight to reveal-

Not Call of Chaos, that's for sure, and when he opens his mouth it's definitely not his voice that comes out.
]

What? Are you joking?

[He hates it.]

This place is absurd.

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fog's haunted

[personal profile] defendure 2024-03-06 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ Wow, are you saying Akechi doesn't like speaking with a somewhat cuter voice? Can't believe that at all. It probably doesn't help that Izuku's voice does not really match Akechi's everything but he personally happens to be a fan of his voice and would like it back. Because it's his.

If it makes Akechi feel any better, though, Izuku has a lot of experience with randomly acquiring dangerous powers and also he's just a Nice GuyTM so he isn't going to be going around using Call of Chaos like, say...Akechi would? But anyway when he ends up finding where he THINKS the ball of light went he hears his voice so he will pantomime fervently at Akechi's throat as he comes into view.

This is not a threat. He's just never had to mime that he wants his voice back before? This is uncharted territory here. ]

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Hythlodaeus | Final Fantasy XIV

[personal profile] filikos 2024-03-06 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
Arrival
"I daresay your smile is never so sincere as when you see Azem off."

Hythlodaeus finds himself back in a garden, Azem's soul drifting further out of sight, and with Emet-Selch standing where the other man had no doubt left him. Of course, no sooner had he spoken did Emet-Selch's usual frown reappear. He finds himself musing, wishing the other's smile had lasted just a little longer.

"I presume you did not seek me out solely to etch new lines upon my forehead."

Hythlodaeus moves to stand by his friend's side as he watches the shape of Azem fade in the distance.

"It's a compliment. I find your smile quite charming, and only wish that you would grace us with it more often."

As the memory goes on, Hythlodaeus finds something strangely... off about it. Is he being watched? Hm. Perhaps, perhaps not. He's more interested in Emet-Selch- who begins to speak of how he's always so pleased to be there to say goodbye to Azem as he embarks on a new journey. Hythlodaeus teases him, Emet-Selch relents and elaborates, and predictably Hythlodaeus begins to giggle.

--

"I daresay your smile is never so sincere as when you see Azem off."

Wasn't he just here? Interesting. A case of déjà-vu, surely. He blinks it away and proceeds to his friend's side once more. A voice whispers in his ear. Gratitude.

"It's a compliment. I find your smile quite charming, and only wish that you would grace us with it more often."

It feels wrong, somehow. The shadows play on the ground in the opposite direction to the sun's rays. Whispers intensify. Patience.

And on it goes, every iteration of the memory becoming more confusing and muddled, until it all falls apart.


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Given the lower half of a frilly pink fish and enough jewellery to start his own boutique, Hythlodaeus finds himself a newly-assigned merfolk. Breathing underwater is nice, he has to admit, but the lack of legs is... a pain, honestly! What is going on up on the shore? He wants to see! He's also curious about the flickering shape settled on his collarbone... it's a difficult job to see it properly for himself. He will have to ask someone else about it soon.

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1. He has no idea what he's supposed to be doing, so he's off exploring. Singing to himself, swimming through the wrecks beneath the sea... hunting for treasure sounds like fun, so if he gets asked to search he'll happily do so.

"Is there aught you wish to find in particular?"

2. A hearty debate amongst fishy friends has Hythlodaeus pausing amongst the Porpoises, and joining in for the hot topic of the day. A spoon? Surely it could double as a mirror, if you're not looking for an accurate reflection... ah, the ruins of that luxury ship would make a fine hotel, of course. He quite cheerfully grabs his nearest friend and asks them for their opinion, though!

3. In the sea caves, Hythlodaeus pauses as the question of what he wishes for is asked. He wishes for his home, but that seems too big of an ask. He'll settle for a lyre, to better play beautiful music. But what do the sea witches ask for in return?

4. The underwater world is great, but what's happening on shore? Hythlodaeus is quite content to settle himself on the nearest rock to the beach and wait for people to walk by, calling out when he sees someone who looks interesting.


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[personal profile] odare 2024-03-06 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Finnick's ship is docked and it's a beautiful day for a stroll along the water. Equally beautiful are the people who litter the shore, and he enjoys giving them a look and an occasional grin and wink as he walks past.

His attention is caught by a gleam of light, which turns out to be a reflection from the jewelry a gorgeous pink merfolk is wearing. He approaches as he's called out to, with a confident but casual stride. He looks over the creature, liking everything he sees, from the jewelry to the long lavender hair. His eyes linger on a shifting emblem on the stranger's collarbone, which looks a lot like the one Finnick has on his chest, though his own is a little lower, on his pec muscle. He nods to it.]


Nice tattoo. I have one just like it, and here I was, thinking I was so original.

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[personal profile] defendure 2024-03-06 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
001. YOU CAN BE A HERO! (click to expand; arrival memory)
[ The light of day is fading. Sunset is happening, the warm yellow-red light washing over the street. Izuku's walked this path a thousand times before. It's the way he goes from Aldera Junior High to the apartment he shares with his mother. He'd had his shoulders hunched, eyes on his red sneakers and the ground (the shadows seem darker than he remembered) as he thought about everything All Might had said. Everything Kacchan had yelled. It had been a long day and he wasn't sure if it was bad or good, back in that moment before everything changed.

He thinks about this memory a lot. His life before All Might said the words that changed his entire universe and his life after that are two very different things and these days he has a difficult time thinking about a universe where it hadn't happened. All Might runs up and shocks him and it plays out the same way it did back then. All Might in his thin and gaunt form saying: "Kid. I've come to thank you and revise what I said earlier...I also have a proposal. Without you...if I hadn't heard your story...I'd have been nothing but fake muscles and insincerity! So thank you!!"

Izuku's mouth opens. He feels smaller than he knows he is, shorter and slighter and he can kind of see himself looking that way, the noodle he'd been in middle school as his voice comes out a little younger. "That...no. I mean, it was all my fault from the start! I got in your way...even though I'm quirkless, I dared to ask if..."

"Exactly!! Of all the people at the scene...it was only you, timid and quirkless, who acted! You spurred me to action! Most of the top heroes show signs of greatness even as children...many of them claim that their bodies simply moved before they could think! That's what happened to you back there, yes?"

His own choked voice, wet with tears, feels quiet (but there's some other sound beyond it that he can just about make out now - ?) "Yes..."

And then the final words: "You can be a hero." They hit him like a physical blow and Izuku goes to his knees - before he's walking down the same path again, tripping immediately as he loses his balance. When his hands catch on the pavement they aren't the soft and uncalloused hands he'd had in middle school. These are his hands at sixteen, scarred and crooked. When he stumbles to his feet, looking around wildly, Izuku can feel the injuries he knows he has and his middle school uniform is replaced with his hero costume - wrecked though it is from battle. ]


What - ? [ This time his voice comes out clearer, less of a stuttered and shy mess and more a frantic and firm tone. He whirls around, looking for anything out of place. He can just about make out a shape - until you enter the scene and he falls back into a ready stance like there's a threat. Behind him a memory version of himself continues walking to meet All Might, two years ago now. Now he can hear the voices. "Humility," says one - "Diligence," says another, and - ] A Quirk...there has to be a way out!
002. AMPLITHEATER.
A. THE DEEPS.
[ When his initial memory bursts, Izuku finds himself suddenly drowning in cold water. Or...he should be drowning. Instead his luck has come in the clutch and his first-timer Amplitheater role is as a Merfolk. Specifically an octopus merman because that isn't just for sea witches, damnit (this time). Water rushes in but he can breath fine even as he flails for a minute or two adjusting to the fact he now has many limbs. Luckily it's kind of like controlling Blackwhip so the skill translates into him figuring himself out relatively quickly, but...

Then as he looks around trying to spot the people he'd seen and perhaps interacted with before, he find that he's in the ocean. And also is part octopus. And is IN the OCEAN. Before Izuku can fully progress to muttering frantically about this new development, another bubble pops. Yours, probably? And maybe for the sake of this you're a little less lucky and don't have the ability to swim underwater, so...There is suddenly a teenaged octomer coming to your rescue, reaching out with both his human arms and a few of his octopi limbs as he shoots through the water. Shit, okay, he can get to the surface - ]


Just hang on! [ Especially if he activates his Quirk to get them moving even faster. At least the need to save someone always overrides the need to freak out for Izuku. ]

B. WHAT DO YOU WISH FOR?
[ So he's probably been warned by NPCs or something about not taking deals from evil sea witches. Actually, he's been warned about strangers and danger from his mother, so Izuku has absolutely no good reason to stop when a creepy voice asks him what he wishes for. Izuku Midoriya is a smart guy and he knows that's a question that absolutely opens you up to a whole lot of bullshit about nine times out of ten. But knowing all of that doesn't stop the minor compulsion to answer anyway. It doesn't take much of a compulsion to make Izuku blurt out what he wishes for because he's kind of a chatterbox so talking is a normal state of being for him a lot of the times - ]

The rare commemorative All Might wall hanging from his 1st anniversary celebration! There were only one hundred ever made and they almost never go on sale and when they do go on sale they cost more than I've ever been able to save up. It's so frustrating! I mean, I know EXACTLY where I would put it, too. I saved a spot for it just in case in my room...

[ The NPC Sea Witch probably did not expect all...that. There's a long pause, during which you can totally object unless you wait to hear: "...Well, uh, I can grant you what you most desire...so long as you're willing to give me your soul."

And again. This is very obviously a terrible deal he should not take and he should run away right now and also why would a random sea witch be able to grant him the wall hanging of his dreams. AND YET. And yet. Izuku looks very legitimately tempted by this so maybe now would be a good time to stop him from doing something absolutely stupid for a piece of merchandise that wouldn't be good wet anyway. ]


C. WHAT DO YOU WISH FOR? ("EVIL" REDUX)
[ Or maybe you catch him on a different Amplitheater entry when he is a Sea Witch instead even thought he looks mostly the same but now he doesn't have cute underwater animal companions but is trying to wrangle a less cute electric eel who seems to want to bite people. Specifically you. Izuku grabs it with whips of black energy and smiles sheepishly as he draws it back in, then gives in and asks: ]

So, er, weird question but...is there anything in particular you want? [ He's...sort of trying to play along with the story and stuff and figure out how a sea witch works but there's a solid chance he won't be able to make a "mean" deal to save his life. He does kind of want to help someone out, though. It can sort of be like granting wishes, right? That's kind of cool! ]

D. LIGHT IN THE DARK FOG.
[ Or maybe you run into Izuku when he is either a Mariner or a normal Merfolk chasing balls of light through the fog in either a ship or like...in the water, if he's a meroctopus at the time. If you'd like him to catch something of yours just let me know what it is! Or if you'd like to catch something of his feel free to choose from: his voice, red gauntlets or boots depending on if he's a merfolk or a mariner, or the sudden ability to Float or use black whips of energy. The latter can be pretty hard to control and he will need both of them back however... ]

E. WEDDING BLUES.
[ Today is Izuku's wedding day. ...APPARENTLY? HE GUESSES? He's kind of just going with it at this point since one day he was an evil sea witch and today during his stint as a mermaid prince he's now getting married to...someone? HE GUESSES???? Although other people might be getting married? He doesn't totally get how the Amplitheater works despite having at least one or two notebooks worth of thoughts on it so far.

So anyway, Izuku is getting married and this is of course, by the properties of his luck as a protagonist, the day the Blood-Drinkers decide to attack the wedding ship as cursed merfolk. He...actually doesn't hate this because he was trying to figure out how to politely extract himself from the situation with the apparently-part-of-the-story-NPCs and hadn't figured out a way to do it. A zombie merpeople attack seems like a good out, though. So he sort of brightens just a little for half a second before it dims and he gets all worried. ]


We need to evacuate the ship! And don't let any of them bite you! [ So he just turns to whoever happens to be around, automatically trying to find a team to work with. ]
003. CITY OF 7.
A. I'VE GACHA BACK.
[ Izuku has a bit of a problem with merchandise. This is specific to hero merchandise and even more specifically to All Might merchandise...but he's that guy who absolutely plans to buy everything his friends put out because he wants to support them and he loves them. So the fact that a bunch of gacha machines are producing little figurines of people he's met here or back home (you know, if anyone else is on the TDM) as well as himself (which is embarrassing actually, but) is really tempting. Too tempting to turn down, so...He's absolutely going to all of the gacha machines on a hunt for rare figurines of people he's met or known, and if he spots someone he knows or someone he doesn't after he just does one more pull and gasps happily when it's the Rarest Kind Possible he'll hold it up to show them. ]

Look, I pulled you! [ Please don't take it away collecting shit is his reason to be (well, okay, being a hero is his reason to be but he really enjoys collecting shit too)...but if you try to take it he probably won't stop you. ]

B. CROSS-STICHED.
[ Honestly Izuku probably could have just been asked politely to attend a cross-stitch meeting and he would have attended because occasionally he has trouble saying "no" if he has nothing better to do and someone seems particularly earnest. But when he comes to after hearing a song and then following it, he finds himself seated in a circle with a cross-stitch on his lap and several messy stitches done, and blinks. Then leans over to you, someone else who was probably musically lured here: ]

Er. What are we actually supposed to be making, here?
▶ WILDCARD.
[ If nothing here works feel free to throw a wildcard at me or to PM me to discuss other options! ]
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It's so sudden- water rushes to fill his mouth, and his first instinct is to struggle. He doesn't understand why he's here, or how he's here, but he's drowning and that's the most important thing happening right now!

He grabs onto Izuku blindly when he feels himself taken hold of by many limbs, and yet soon enough he's breaking the surface of the water, coughing and spluttering in a most undignified way as he wipes his hair out of his face and cracks his eyes open.

"What-" He's too busy coughing to make words happen, give him a moment. He eventually takes a few gulps of air in and squints at his saviour.

"Where am I?"

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bigbanger: (when you're dancing)

Nova || original || ota

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i) arrival memory

[he's staring down at his friend who is on the verge of death, probably just like he is at this point. that's what Nova thinks is happening. he's dying, and, so, he's reliving the most important memory of his life. it keeps replaying. he keeps seeing Naberius smiling weakly up at him as nova cradles him in his arms. they are both in their uniforms. Nova is crying, holding his friend's hand up to his chest]

It's fine... It's gonna be fine...! W-we'll get you to a healer... Just stay with me!

[Naberius' breathing is shallow. he knows he doesn't have much longer. and, yet, he still finds enough strength to smile at Nova. Orias, as he was called back then. he smiles at Orias, forcing himself to speak to him.

"I know you're miserable, Orias..."

Orias blinks back tears, surprised by those words. he didn't expect to be called out]


Wh-what? [no, focus. he shakes his head] Stop speaking. Y-y-you need to rest...

[Naberius' breathing is shallow, a look of pain across his face. there is so much blood seeping onto the ground, and into Orias' lap. and he still continues to smile warmly, even as his vision is becoming blurry. Orias barely recognizes his voice as he speaks.

"...You should do what you want... what will make you happy..."

now he can't see at all. and Orias' own vision is clouded by tears. he calls to Naberius again, gives his hand a squeeze, but there is no response from the larger demon. Orias' breathing quickens. he shakes Naberius' shoulders lightly. then a little more firmly. the other demon is gone, and Orias lets out a wail once he realizes this]


...........!

[how many times has this memory played back now? Nova wants it to stop. hasn't he perished, yet? he turns when he hears something, but it doesn't sound like soldiers. it sounds like murmurs in his ears. just as the memory goes to play again, it suddenly bursts, and Nova is free. free to gasp and clutch his own arm in pain. he's obviously not okay. one eye is black, a wing may be broken, his hair and clothing are disheveled and he's dirty. he slumps forward, trying to push himself up.

and then he's falling]


ii) amplitheater

[SPLASH.

Nova looks around and realizes he is under water. and he can breathe. he pushes his hand through the water, feeling its weight around him. then he's sinking. lower and lower until he tries to kick his feet. feet? no, a long tail is what keeps him upright. it looks weird, though. almost sickly, a pale ugly pink color. in fact, he notices strange patches on his arms and lower body that look like his skin is decaying. and what is that smell? is it him? he needs to find a mirror!

Nova attempts to swim, looking around for something that might offer a reflection. on his quest, though, he starts to forget about what he is doing and feels more compelled to drown someone. wait, what? so now he's looking for helpless victims. other merfolk, or even ships carrying mariners. yeah, that sounds much more interesting tha searching for a mirror]


iii) district chastity

[Nova is finally free from the Amplitheater. that was a bizarre experience. he's still injured, but without the other demons on his tail, he's come to the realization that he might be getting a second chance. so he limps along in an attempt to find some place to rest. he finally collapses beneath a cherry blossom tree, huffing from exertion. feel free to find him resting there. he doesn't look so good, but he's alive and that is what matters!]

iv) wildcard
[are there any other options you want to play with? slap them down here! pm this journal or poke [plurk.com profile] radiodust to plot! anyone is welcome to have seen his memory, and i can respond to either brackets or prose]

ooc:
[hello! thanks for taking an interest in Nova. while i have tons of info up in his journal, here are the basics: Nova is an adult male demon who is currently coming from a point in time where he's been attacked. why? ask him and find out! he absolutely loves human culture, and is eager to make friends with everyone. let's have fun!]
defendure: (Acnologia)

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[ Alive does matter, but looking not so good also matters! Or at least it worries Izuku who happens to be passing by and that's the main thing. He stops a little ways away, dithering and sort of hovering as he debates whether or not to approach. Eventually - that is to say rather quickly - his concern wins out and he does come up nearby, trying to figure out if the guy is injured or what. ]

Are you okay...? I don't mean to be intrusive, but... [ You don't LOOK okay, man. ]

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Finnick Odair | The Hunger Games

[personal profile] odare 2024-03-06 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Note: Finnick dies in canon so this is essentially how he wakes up after dying.]

Arrival. [TW gore, violence, death]

[Terror. Adrenaline. Some kind of horrifying, faceless Capitol mutts with jaws that unhinge to bare seemingly hundreds of long, sharp teeth. Trying to rip those teeth into his companions, into him.

He can’t let anyone die, not now, when they’re so close to infiltrating the Capitol and winning this war. Not here, in a sewer. And not like this, ripped apart by a genetic mutation designed to kill them in the most painful and awful way possible.

He shoves Katniss toward the ladder.]


“GO!”

[As she climbs, one of the mutts tries to drag her down. He throws a spear at it, and she’s able to climb up. He realizes with dread that all the others have made it up the ladder, and now it’s him, down here with them. He desperately grips the ladder and begins to climb, but is yanked off by yet another mutt. He fights it off with his dagger, but there are more, still more. They’re neverending. They swarm him, and he screams as those knife-teeth tear into him.]

“KATNISS!”

[He pleads to her for help as he’s ripped apart, searing pain all over. Then, suddenly, an explosion, and then nothing. Blackness, darkness, silence.

Slowly, his terror abates. He’s floating in a dark void and hears whispers and faint voices. He catches a word or two. Charity. Wrath.

And then it all starts again. He relives his final moments, again and again. He must be in hell, or in a neverending nightmare.]


The waterfront.

[Finally, he wakes up somewhere that isn’t a sewer, and finds that oddly, there is no imminent danger. He’s standing on a wooden pier that’s bustling with people, looking out onto a sparkling sea, the smell of salt and seaweed filling his nose. Is he… Home? He looks around. No, he doesn’t recognize this place, or any of the people. A man- a crewmate? Nudges him to get moving, tells him to help them tie up the ship. Thankfully, Finnick knows what he’s doing, grabbing a thick length of rope and coiling it around a hold in the pier.]

“TO THE BAR!”

[Another crewmate shouts, wrapping an arm around his shoulders as they walk toward town. So a series of nightmares is followed by this… Weirdly nice dream? Well, when in Rome. He joins his newfound crew for a drink, eyeing the others in the bar slyly. Maybe he could make this a fun dream to make up for all that ruckus.]

Ghost ship.

[Finnick’s days as a sailor are going well. It’s almost like the life he never had, the life he would have had if he hadn’t been reaped for the games. That is, until one day he wakes up on a ship that is not his. As he explores the ship, he sees the ghostly crew. Great, one of those cursed ships. He has to find a way off of here, before he’s cursed himself. Just as he’s sneaking toward some kind of window to see where they are, he runs into someone. He holds his dagger at the ready, in case they’re hostile.]

Pesky Little Orb.

[While out sailing, Finnick’s ship had gotten stuck in a fog, and a shining golden orbs of light had approached him. It lifted the locket from his chest, the one that held pictures of Mags and Annie, and before he knew it, was floating away with it. He tried to chase after it, but it seemed to slip through his fingers with each desperate grasp of his hand. Days later, a fog has settled on the shore, and he sees those glowing orbs in it. He needs to find that locket.

He rows out until he gets near an orb, and reaches out to it. Surprisingly, this time he can grasp it, and it seeps into his chest. But… No locket.]


“Oh, come on—”

[He stops as he realizes the voice coming out of him is not his own.]

Wildcard.
[Other ideas, lay em on me]
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pesky little orb

[personal profile] dragonspine 2024-03-07 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
Fascinating. ( albedo recognizes the voice finnick is using. it's his very own while he's using something currently a lot deeper. not finnick's but someone else's lost in the fog. what albedo does have is a locket, although he does not realize he's found the owner. he's stood on a raft calmly and has been letting orbs come to him for good or ill. )

I wonder how we are meant to regain our own voices? I hadn't considered a voice to be a piece of a person which could be so cleanly excised until now.

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Reko Yabusame | Your Turn to Die

[personal profile] musicaldemon 2024-03-06 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
ARRIVAL;
[The late evening sun is pouring through the windows of the quaint little house you might be looking into. Or standing in. Maybe you walked right into the memory playing out?

However it goes there's the yellow light of sunset streaming through amd a young girl with wild black hair is playing an electronic keyboard piano. She's playing it with wild abandon but she's playing it well. Shockingly so for her apparent age too. The piece sounds difficult to do properly but she's nailing it, her techniques advanced and her whole body poured into the activity. She had her eyes closed, rocking back and forth as she plays.

Just behind her a young boy stands, agape and obviously shocked over what she's doing. He stares for a moment and then looks more than a little sad. The look doesn't dissipate once the girl stops playing, breathes out a big sigh and states with a triumphant smile:]


Ahh... I feel kinda refreshed!

[She turns to look back at the boy behind her, giving him a confident grin.]

Sorry about before, bro. I just wanted to try harder songs.

[The silence is thick before the boy turns on his heels and takes off out of the room and out the front door, maybe even breezing right past where you and another onlooker stand. The younger girl doesn't seem to notice anyone else besides the boy as she first starts in surprise and then looks a little ticked off.]

Where the hell you going?! Ugh!

[... Then it starts over. And over. And over. Meanwhile there's another person here, an older woman so recognizably the young girl with her head bowed. She says nothing for a long while as voices cry out virtues, vices and it's not until someone calls out the boy as being envious that one can almost hear the creaking of her teeth gritting together.]

DON'T TALK ABOUT HIM LIKE THAT! MY BRO DIDN'T ENVY ME! MY BRO ...

[... Ah fuck, her eyeliner is running.]

My bro was ... a good guy. He wouldn't ... he was so fuckin' proud of me.


GHOSTLY SEA SHANTIES;
[At least Reko doesn't have to worry about the runny eyeliner anymore. That bubble pops and before she knows it she's plunged into water and comes out sopping wet. She's also in the proper outfit for her role to boot!

Except she's not in water. When she opens her eyes she's on her hands and knees on some wooden surface. It's not until she makes her way up to her feet and sort of ogles the area that she figures it out.]


... A pirate ship?

[Then she looks to her left and outright screams.]

WHAT THE FUCK? IT'S A GODDAMN SKELETON!


MUSIC IN THE AIR;
[It's no surprise that the district Reko ends up drawn to is the Chastity one. Not because of the chastity but more because of the music. It's absolutely everywhere and Reko is chiefly trying to follow it as she wanders around and ends up bumbling into more than one hobby meeting.

1) One is about painting miniature figures? Reko is ... surprisingly good? She's going ham with some details on the one she's working on, tongue stuck out of the corner of her mouth and everything.

2) Suddenly being cast in a play doesn't go quite so well. Chiefly because they've got her in this outfit that shows just a hint more cleavage than she likes and well ... yeah, she's not having it. She keeps being too flustered to repeat her lines and by the time she trips over them for a third time, she's just like, "Y'know what? Fuck this."


WILDCARD;
[If I missed a prompt you might like to try out with Reko then feel free to hit me up! PMs are open or you can get me on Plurk @ [plurk.com profile] goodluckstarfighter!]
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arrival

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[ Stumbling into a memory (however that works) is kind of a weird experience, it turns out. Leo sees a shiny bubble...he enters the shiny bubble! And then he's almost falling flat on his face before he catches his balance, but luckily he's always been pretty decently athletic when he wants or needs to be. While he definitely clocks a crying woman upon entry (?) Leo is more interested in, well...

The piano music. He taps his foot, watching the little girl, and exclaims: ]


Wow! I really like this tune. ♪~♪~♪ [ He didn't say "envy", anyway. So far Leo hasn't said a vice or virtue at all...though what he's going to claim is up in the air. ]

GHOSTLY SEA SHANTIES;

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akira kurusu | persona 5 royal

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((ooc: two things of note 1) persona 5 royal spoilers may or may not come up since Akira is from post-canon, so please let me know if you need to avoid them oocly and 2) p5 is a canon that gets a little graphic - including the scene I linked for his arrival, which is pretty bloody - so take care if you need to avoid that for any reason!))

i-a. arrival
[It's a scene that he's familiar enough with by now. Even though it's been nearly a year since then, it's still a feature in his dreams that weren't interrupted by the Velvet Room. It's the moment that changed the trajectory of his life, and that means it's burned into his mind's eye.

After all, how could he ever forget what it feels like for his soul to burn with the need to stop injustice?

Except... something seems wrong. He can hear whispers coming from people he's never heard before, people that weren't there, whispering things about wrath and patience or pride and humility. There's no time for him to figure it out, because he feels the sharpcuttingburning pain of ripping his mask off of his face.

It hurts. It hurts so much, he can't stand it, he almost forgot how much this hurts- but he also doesn't understand why he's remembering it beyond how everything looked. Akira's remembering it like he's living it all over again.

And just when he summons Arséne... it starts all over, from Kamoshida spitting on Ryuji. Again. Again. Again.

Right when he feels like he can't take anymore, one of those voices speaks a virtue or a vice for the last time - their voices go silent, the scene pops like a soap bubble, and Akira...]
i-b. island city [ROLE: MARINER]
[...Akira comes to right as he hits the water.

There's a moment of panic and disorientation, the leftover sensation of feeling weak and pained after summoning his Persona for the first time, but he can't afford to waste a moment being bogged down in those feelings when his head is under the water. He can see sand, and as he twists, the sparkle of the sunlight above him; he's not that far from the shore, nor is he far from the surface. He swims towards it and breaks out with a gasp.

The place he's in... he doesn't recognize. His hometown is near the ocean, but this looks nothing like it, might not even be Japan. He doesn't recognize the clothes he's woken up in either as he swims towards the shore, taking note of them as he pulls himself out of the water.

It's on the beach that he finally takes stock of the bracelet on his wrist, markedly different in its appearance from the rest of what he's wearing. A little bit of investigation shows it hasn't been damaged by his tussle with the sea, and Akira begins to piece together a little bit of what's going on.

As his fingers roam over stones and shells that he frees of sand and slips into his pockets, he wonders if the story it holds is the reason he feels a tug in his chest while reading about the mariner's friend.

Soon enough, Akira won't have time to figure it out anymore anymore. A young girl waves at him as she approaches.

"There you are, oh prince of hearts! How much longer do you intend to dawdle? You'll be late to your own wedding!"

Akira blinks at that. Then once more for good measure.]


I'm not- you have the wrong person. [The girl walks up to him, seemingly no longer listening to what he has to say. She grabs him by the wrist and immediately begins pulling. Akira's voice pitches up slightly.] You really have the wrong person- I'm already married. I'm a dad?

[It works every time (source: ?)... Except right now it's really not, because she's still insistently pulling him towards the city.]
ii. city of 7: district 2 > ghost ship [ROLE: MERFOLK]
[After Akira either gets married or (apparently???) continues to evade his own marriage, he happens upon a soap bubble that reminds him of the one from his memory. And when he touches it... he's suddenly freefalling through the air, no time to move as he crashes onto a casino table.

His dramatic entrance works out, though. Even if he feels like he's being sized up in an uncomfortable way and is probably about to be cheated out of everything he owns, he has a little more knowledge and even a fancy new treasure map (warranty may apply). Akira re-enters the Amplitheater...

...but he doesn't arrive as a human the way he did before. Instead, for all his troubles he gets a nifty black and red merman tail and some skeletal men trying to hunt him for dinner or worse.

It takes a while to get away, but he does. Unfortunately, it's out of the frying pan and into the fire, because the next thing he knows is the fog washing over the rock he's resting against and stealing something vitally important.]


Hey! [He's had repeated silly impulses to sing of all things since he winded up in here again, but even that is obliterated in his sudden urgency to chase the orb of light just out of his reach. It's important, Akira knows it is, it has something to do with-] If I don't have that... I can't do what I'm supposed to...
iii. district 7
[This day? It's already been a lot in multiple ways. So when he finally retrieves his memory and escapes from the Amplitheater, winding up in front of one the cat-shaped nap peddlers doesn't phase him too much. Not only because of said-long day, but also because he's lived with a cat-shaped best friend for a year... and because winding up in front of a person offering naps of all things sounds like divine intervention.

In no time at all, Akira can be found sprawled out on one of nap café cushions. If you needed him for something? Good luck waking him up. If he happened to sprawl on you and you need to get up? Good luck with that, too.]
iv. wildcard

((want to do something else? feel free to throw it at me! if you'd like to plot something out, you're welcome to reach out to me either via [plurk.com profile] Yamadori or through PMs to Akira's journal))
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district 7

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[The whole day had been a lot, and Hiiro finds himself more tired than not after he's gone around endlessly searching for a familiar face. The worst part, he finds, is how little he understands the going-ons of the place. He had thought that just by being in the city, he was already learning a lot. Virtual reality was something that Switch had introduced to him, and he knew that it could mimic reality so closely it was impossible to tell sometimes if something is real or fake.

Yet being here felt like he was stuck in another reality, and he can't fully tell if he had not logged off, or if he really wasn't home. Since he couldn't contact his friends, his colleagues, nor his brother-- he might not be home.

Not that it mattered right now, not when he had a new concern to deal with. One in the form of a mischievous shadow-- his own even-- breaking away from him and running off on its own. He hadn't been sure what was going on when he saw it run off, and instinctively chased it around town. Diligence, one could say, with how doggedly he persisted in tracking it down.

What he doesn't account for is the way it stops in front of an establishment and, in a twist of fate, forces him in somehow. Attaching itself back to him and making him walk, up until he stumbles right into a slumbering young man.]


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Tsukasa Suou | Ensemble Stars!!

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[Arrival]

[His heart is racing as thousands of pens light up the audience surrounding the stage. It is a scene that has played in Tsukasa’s heart hundreds of thousands of times by now. A crown on his head, tears fill his eyes as not even a single light winks out, the fans approving of the new King. Of Tsukasa as king. He can barely put how much this means into words, though he is filled to the brim with emotions. His ascension to the throne is not just approved of by the fans who have brought them this far, but by his former leader, and the rest of his seniors in Knights, too.

Nothing could mean more to him in the world. The honor and pride he feels fill his eyes with tears as he humbly accepts the heavy mantle being placed upon his shoulders. He will take it, and lead Knights forward into a new era. One where no one will be able to stop them, and all five will soar to new heights.]


I love Knights dearly! There was never a dull moment in the year I spent with my seniors... It was a year filled to the brim with happiness!

[More than he can ever hope to express. It means everything to him. His voice echoes out to the audience from upon the stage.]

We laughed and we cried, we lost our tempers, we quarreled about the most trivial things, and then before we knew it, we were risking our lives onstage together!

[He would do it over and over again no matter how many time]

During the time we've spent together, I’ve come to discover parts of myself I never knew existed before! You've all gifted me with a fulfilling youth... a fulfilling life!

[This memory continues on like normal, heartfelt words of gratitude toward his unit and family spilling forth from his lips. But something feels… off? Not different. Just strange? Like unseen eyes peering in on what is a sacred and special moment to him. Not the eyes of their steadfast fans, who have supported them through thick and thin- through many hardships and battles. These eyes are judging, as though peering into his very soul.

To the audience, he explains the love he has for his family– of his father’s recent illness, and the anxiety he had felt, initially, over whether or not he would be able to move forward as not just the head of his great and noble family, but as the leader and face of his unit.

And how a friend who is also an enemy all wrapped up neatly into one had come to him with sympathy once learning of his father’s poor health. How among everyone, he wanted his sympathy least of all. And yet… that same frustrating friend had made him consider how to move forward.. ]


Both he and Tenshouin Oniisama, whom I’m sure you're all familiar with... are both in a similar position to me. They handle both their family and idol work with grace, skillfully balancing both public and private. I don't doubt that they work hard for it, but it's certainly not impossible. It's not merely a foolish dream.

So, I thought: Why don’t I give it a try?!

[That otherness– the feeling of being watched and peered in on intensifies with each new replay.]

I can do anything if I stake my life on it. After all, I've been blessed with talent. I am strong and smart—and I have been loved and raised to be so. By my pride and honor, I will show you all just what I can accomplish. I swear it. Perhaps you may think my words arrogant, but... heh, that's simply the sort of person I am.

And, as my seniors in Knights know very well, I am quite greedy.

[He isn’t ashamed of it. He is proud, and noble, but humble and full of thanks. He is greedy but giving, and he simply knows what he desires.]

I would not cast away something important just to gain something else. I shall discard nothing, carrying it all in my arms as I charge ever onward.

[But he isn’t naive.]

Still, I do think this would be very difficult on my own. Thus, I ask you, my seniors in Knights, and all who are gathered here today... Please grant me your assistance and support from here on!

[ But the memory continues and replays, and it feels wrong, and more eyes are watching, and it plays again, and again, and again, and again, and again and after so long, it is difficult to tell what is right or wrong, up or down, or anything in between. Pride and Humility, Greed, Gratitude-- it's a mixture and none of them are wrong.]

[Atlantic Stage]

[Tsukasa isn’t quite sure what is happening when everyone rushes him toward the stage. There is the show! The magical performance that everyone is expecting of him! Surely they do not actually mean him…?

The more he questions it though, the more he begins to question himself a bit. Is this the role he is supposed to fulfill? Or perhaps it is the fact that he just wants to sing right now that has him thrown off. Regardless, he finds himself being primped and readied. And YOU happen to be the individual they have tossed at him as his companion in this endeavor.

. . . It should feel a little overwhelming. But he is, at the very least, accustomed to being forced to perform on the fly. And, in fact, forced to improvise considering his former leader and his changing whims and antics. ]


. . . Are you prepared?

[Probably not. But he will try to appear encouraging regardless. Perhaps the internal urge to sing will simply help them both out in the end.]

Try not to fret. This is but a trial, and we shall figure it out with both grace and poise. ♪

[Wriggling Like A Worm on a Hook]

[Suspended above the water and dangling over the ocean, Tsukasa stares at the one responsible for having caught him in the net and then having reeled it up.

. . . He would question how it is he managed to find himself in this predicament, but even he is at a loss. One moment, he was in the city, and the next here he was back within this fairytale amphitheater.

Regardless, the real question he has to ask himself is if the person on the other end of this net is reasonable, or happens to be a threat. There have been plenty of threats since his initial arrival in this place afterall. Nevertheless, he manages an apologetic and sheepish smile.]


This is quite embarrassing, and I am terribly sorry for disrupting your fishing. However, I did not ask for this either, you know? So I do not suppose you could lower me back down? I will just be right back on my way.

[ Perhaps you are the one responsible for reeling him up? Either a ghost or a regular mariner? Or perhaps he gets loaded up with a fellow mer or saved by one.]
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worm on a hook

[personal profile] umurice 2024-03-07 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
Eh, Knight's Suou?

[He had found himself in the water instead, hiding from whoever Tsukasa had been speaking too out of a compulsive need not to be caught. He'd been admiring his legs, something that he kind of lacks right now, having been compelled to look for a pair lest he gets stuck on a stage to sing solo to an audience. He's admittedly not quite sure what's going on, and while performing for a group wasn't really against what he enjoys-- he just wants legs this moment.

So it takes him a while to actually look at his face, this boy who's dangling over the water that actually looks familiar now that he's paying attention. He'd forgotten himself for a moment there. He can't really do much to help him from down below though, in the water.]


How did you end up like that?

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Emet-Selch | Final Fantasy XIV

[personal profile] lachtara 2024-03-06 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)

ARRIVAL

Embers drift on the wind and the smell of fire hangs thick in the air. Anyone within this bubble would find themselves in a city square surrounded by massive burning buildings. The intricately designed spires burn and eventually crash to the ground with a deafening roar. The ground shakes as the rubble tumbles to the world below.

In the middle of it all stands Emet-Selch. He looks as though he sees something in the distance - something beyond the burning buildings and the rubble, beyond the sky that churns with red clouds and fire rain.

He closes his eyes and grabs something in the air nearby. When he opens his palm again, a purple butterfly sits there serenely lifting and lowering its wings. It should have been crushed in his grip, but it lives. "The source of this magic lies within you, that much is plain, but what are you looking for..." He looks back at the person observing the proceedings with a disapproving arch to his brow. "And you as well. You were not invited. What are you doing here?"

AMPLITHEATER

I. Something fishy afoot
After the ceremony, he finds himself thrust into an unknown ocean filled with mysterious creatures and unusual people. It becomes immediately apparent that something is not quite right about it all. Aside from the obvious.

Emet-Selch stands in front of one of the important-looking Atlantis guards with arms folded. He'd asked them questions and they repeated the same answer over and over again as though bound by magic. "Say something else. Anything else." He commands.

The guard looks at him and hurriedly retrieves a book from their pocket. They spend a few moments glancing at it and recite what is on the page with a monotone voice. "Hail, traveler. Welcome to our city. Have you heard about the upcoming wedding in nearby Aurelia?"

The sorcerer sighs and holds his hand out expectantly. He's (reluctantly) given the book by the shameful-looking guard and Emet-Selch takes a moment to examine it. "This is a script." He turns the book around and points at it. "These are lines from a play." What is this?

II. Put a spell on you (text)
And like that, the role of sea witch has been foisted upon him by the people of Atlantis. The people give him a throne to sit on made of fish bones and a velvet cloak with fish skeletons on it. Some sorry sod even uses transformation magic on him to give him a ghoulish sea-witch appearance (they don't have to try that hard). He is told that his role here is to make the underwater folks life easier through the power of...magic!

Other fishy folk may submit a request to him in the form of a written letter. The letter will have a special Sea Witch sigil on it, which will make the letter *poof* directly to him. Each request will be evaluated, refused, or bartered with in order to see it through. So! Tell him what it is you want most. You may have it granted (but probably not).

OTHER

If there's something else that strikes your fancy or if you have an idea, feel free to send me a PM or poke me on plurk!
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I. Something fishy afoot

[personal profile] dragonspine 2024-03-07 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
"How utterly curious." Albedo might almost suspect himself to have run aground in Fontaine. He knows that isn't the case from the stars in the sky at night and the fashions and architecture but he does know that the nation of hydro is known for a certain love of theater. On his own part Albedo is not speaking any lines from a script as he hasn't received one though he does lean in to view the book that Emet-Selch is gesturing with. "Do you believe the entire city to be participating in this?"

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Leo Tsukinaga 🎶 Ensemble Stars! 🎶 OTA

[personal profile] discomposer 2024-03-07 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
001. ARRIVAL
[ It's later in the day. Almost evening, or actually evening. This is a school hallway, and there are two people arguing. One of them is Leo, and the other...well, it might be hard for anyone who enters his memory to make out what is being said unless they actually remember it. And only Sena had been there, although Rittsu apparently got to hear it.

The reason it's hard to make out is because Leo himself is singing loudly, covering the sound of the words he'd said and received back then. He doesn't want to hear them, okay? So he starts out with a solo piece, but as the repetitions of the memory continue onwards he's just going to continue through an entire discography of things written for Knights. If he runs out of that he's going to just go through things he's written for other units, and maybe pieces like "My Latte's Turned Sour Song" or "The One Where It Goes Gwing! In The Last Bit". The main thing is that he never stops the loud singing, pretending he isn't seeing the same memory play out before him again and again and again. ]
002. AMPLITHEATER.
A. MUSICAL CELEBRATIONS.
[ A Grand Musical Celebration, you say? Well, in one entry of the Amplitheater Leo is absolutely a merman (after searching fruitlessly, I can't find fanart of this so just know he is a orange clowntail betta merman which means lots of frilly orange bits) and he absolutely loves music and is currently feeling inspired so there's no running away happening on his part! ...You know, despite the fact that he definitely might have done so if he didn't feel like singing or composing. But he doesn't feel like running right now and that's the main thing!!

What he does feel like doing is capturing someone who was attempting to bolt due to their apparent Assigned Royal Merfolk status because look, if you are the star of the show against your will Leo's just gonna grab your arm... ]


Theeeeeeere you are~! ♪ Come on, I wrote a solo just for you! [ He can easily be shaken off and maybe less easily reasoned with because sometimes reason is a thing that happens to other people from Leo's point of view, but either way he definitely wants to haul you back to preform for a bunch of merpeople and their fishy friends. ]

B. SEA SYMPHONY.
[ When he isn't kidnapping random innocent bystanders for musical numbers, Leo is using and abusing his ability to "summon aquatic animal friends". Because I am assuming that they can all provide backup vocals and front vocals if he asks. Because that pleases me. So anyway, if you are something that swims you might come across Leo-mermaid surrounded by a ton of fish, crabs, etc. Maybe some are playing little shell instruments like in a Disney movie. That seems like it should be a thing so I'm saying it is and if that's illegal I'll go to meme jail willingly and it will have been worth it. If you are something that doesn't swim...same thing, but more on the surface of the water with like dolphins and seals and other things that can be out of the water sometimes all lined up on a little rocky island thing.

He's swimming to and fro as he conducts this catastrophe, although the tune is...actually catchy? The sort of thing that would absolutely get stuck in your head all day long. You're welcome, he's here to help. ]


♪~♪~♪ [ And of course he's singing along. While the music itself is great the lyrics seem to be more whatever the hell comes to Leo's mind so they're more rough and not finalized. ]

C. SEA WITCHERY
[ And then on another entry he's going to be a sea witch because sometimes when he feels like it he can be a giant ham and Leo is absolutely going to play this up. So he'll make a Dramatic EntryTM that even Wataru could be proud of by appearing in a cloud of eels and bubbles whenever he spies someone new. ]

Wahahaha! So you sought me out, huh? ♪ Well in that case, I guess I'll hear you out! What is it you desire most? Say it, say it! I'll make it come true...for the right price. ☆ [ Despite the fact he's having the time of his life playing up being a sea witch Leo will probably not actually steal souls or something. But he might ask for pretty annoying prices. ]

D. VOICES IN THE FOG.
[ Or maybe you come across him when he's swimming around through the fog collecting all those little balls of light. He kind of tosses any items back into the fog and ignores abilities and powers (though, uh, he has yet to figure out how to get rid of them so...) but is instead collecting...voices! Instead of keeping them for himself, though, Leo has figured out how to give them to his animal friends. So. You might come across him with a bunch of fish and so on singing together and one of those dolphins may be using your voice. Which is a normal thing to happen. ]

One more time~! [ And Leo is of course conducting this choir of fish and stolen voices within the fog quite happily. It's weirdly and eerily cheerful and yet somehow fits the scenery...so it's a bit haunting, too. ]
003. CITY OF 7.
A. JELLY INSPIRATION.
[ While in the city itself Leo just kind of wanders around at random. The one important thing he has on himself from home is a variety of markers...which he's now using on the pavement somewhere in District 1 as he occasionally watches the holographic jellyfish and their jellymech friends float on by him. What he's writing on the ground appears to be sheet music, and surely this is somehow disrupting public order? But no one is stopping him (yet) and he's happily composing away because inspiration struck and Leo Tsukinaga has never been one to ignore inspiration. Instead the rest of the world just falls away like is usually does as he happily kneels there on the pavement and scribbles away. ]

B. TREASURE MAP (NETWORK).
username: knights
hey who wants to go on a mysterious quest with me? supposedly there's a cool flute at the end of the road. and also other treasure i don't care about that you can have!

C. SHADOW THEFT.
[ Leo is a haphazardly diligent person. He does his work...eventually. In his own time. On his own random schedule. But a lot of the time he wanders around and just does whatever the hell he wants, regardless of whether or not that is usefully contributing to society. Accordingly he is a prime example of a loiterer who isn't being productive or orderly when he pauses to scribble out some musical notes in THANKFULLY a notebook this prompt or just, you know, pauses to watch the play of shadows here or there as he tries to find the right moment of inspiration. Which means he's currently shadowless and apparently being forced to work in District 7? We're gonna say he is being condemned to work as a waiter currently with his shadow working in the same little café (idk how that works I'm just freestyling here) and Leo is noooooooot happy about it. ]

Stop stop stop! This is soooooooo boring! [ For all the wrong reasons, but he's definitely whining about it as he brings out another order. He wants to be doing FUN THINGS, not WORKING. ]
WILDCARD.
[ If nothing here works feel free to throw a wildcard at me or to PM me to discuss other options! ]
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arrival (singing thru trauma he's so valid)

[personal profile] crownandfaith 2024-03-07 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ Tsukasa enters the memory just as Leo is singing the chorus for Promise Swords.

It's comforting, in a way. Everything here has been foreign, strange, and confusing but this – Knights' ever-enduring melody of their allegiance – is like an anchor that tethers him. He's dropped in the hallway but of course he follows the origin of the song as if by instinct rather than spend time wondering how he even got here. His first thought was that it was some record playing. Some early version of the song that only has Leo's vocals in it, perhaps? But no, this voice is raw; more insistent. As if this "Leo" was singing like his life depended on it.

He doesn't know what scenario exactly this is he's looking at, but he does recognize Yumenosaki's hallway. And when he reaches where the singing is coming from, he recognizes that it is Leo and not some track. He also doesn't miss the figure of some other Leo arguing with someone, like some faded memory. If he strains his ears, he'll pick up some words here and there. And yet–

Ah, can one blame him when his attention is almost immediately drawn back to Leo's singing instead? These are the songs that Tsukasa loved, too, after all.

He'll wait until Leo finishes the current song, then grab him by the arm. Not too forcibly, mind, but just out of some feeling in his gut that he had to grab him. Let him know he isn't alone. ]


How long do you intend to continue this solo live? You'll strain your throat singing all our songs in succession like that, you know.

[ A compulsion to watch the memory properly – to cast a vote – arises, yet checking on Leo's well-being trumps it, if only for now. ]

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i. memory
( albedo's memories of the last dungeon he every explored with his master remain clear no matter how many years pass. the heart of naberius was the prize that time. while that was indeed pivotal this memory comes after that. it's at the camp they'd made outside of the dungeon. only albedo is in the camp, and he goes to pick up a note left on a classical text.

if anyone tries to read it before he does or over his shoudler they will find these words: "albedo, go to mondstadt. find my old friend, alice, and give her the recommendation letter. then, complete your final assignment."

compared to many of the memories people have found themselves trapped in albedo's is a quiet thing. there's just the sound of the wind and his quiet breath as he reads the note and packs to set off and everything begins again. perhaps that is why he notices something amiss so quickly. he takes it by increments, trying to locate the shadows...and by the time someone steps through into his memory he's looking straight at them. )


I see. That does explain a great deal, doesn't it?
ii. mariner's life
( it doesn't take long for albedo to chart his own small sailing ship. something that can fit a few people but only needs one to work with. the bustle of the city is a bit too much for him and so instead he sails around the seas carefully charting them and sketching islands and creatures and people he runs across. that does mean however that if you happen to find yourself in need of a boat he's happy to stop and let you aboard. or if you happen to be a merfolk who surfaces he might stop to chat or sketch.

at one point he takes the time to carefully paint a flag for his ship, replicating the knights of favonius emblem and then making sure it flies proudly from the mast. )


There we go. ( a quiet but pleased statement. )
iii. city of 7
( exploration is part of his job. more than that exploration happens to be albedo's passion. as such he walks through all seven districts and maps them out for himself. he takes notes and makes sketches and quietly takes in the scenery. you can find him sketching various locations or even starting up a sketch of you as he people-watches. at no point does his calm demeanor ever waver. )
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ii. mariner's life

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[Strange how one simply fits themselves into the life of a story. It is a little like a dream, but easy to slip into, as well. Tsukasa isn't sure how to describe it, but he doesn't dislike the feeling of swimming through the water or exploring strange and new wonders. He could do without the ghost ships, but so long as he has remained careful, he hasn't run afoul of too much trouble.

In fact, he's felt a bit more adventurous since he gained fins in this land. He pauses, blinking up at the new flag that flies above the ship as its creator proudly shows it off.]


How noble~ ♪

[He cannot help but admire the design. He has an appreciation for knightly crests and the overall aesthetic. After all, it is rather familiar.]

The appearance conjures up gallant tales of knights and kings. Did you make that up yourself, or does it represent something important to you?
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🍃 A "GRACEFUL" ARRIVAL.
[ This has to rank up there on one of the worst nightmares she's ever had. Packaging her own shame, anger, guilt and countless other emotions and forcing her to relive the worst day of her life is torture; watching it with a live audience judge her in her anguish is her personal Hell.

"If she had simply returned home that day, her mother may have lived. Her Greed killed an innocent woman!"

"Look at her face--did you see how calm she looks? Only someone truly Slothful could remain so unperturbed!"

"Her pure, Chaste desire for her craft was what pulled her away. How could a child put her own wants over her mother's?"


Each accusation cuts deep, reopening wounds that hadn't fully healed. Yet despite that, Hibiki does nothing. Says nothing. Shoulders tense as she takes blow after blow in total silence, when her lips part to speak up, her world pops like a bubble, depositing her flailing limbs and all into the shallow waters of the harbor.

So yeah, just like a bad nightmare. Except she might drown, please someone save her? Or mess with her as one of the Merfolk; she does look pretty Mariner-y(?) and likely an easy mark.

Or perhaps you missed all of that about indirectly killing her mom and getting fed to the waves. This soggy songbird can be found gasping and sputtering on the docks, gold braids a sopping mess thrown over either shoulder, errant strands still plastered to the side of her neck and cheeks. Very drowned rat chic, exactly how she wants to great the world. ]

🍃 DEAD MEN TELL NO TALES.
[ Boarding a ghost ship wasn't her idea. She wasn't the one who made that decision--no, that would be the one whose role she stepped into when she was sucked into a random puddle in town. Her current career choice has her more than prepared to deal with the recently deceased and any other manner of Weird Supernatural Things™ that she might encounter, which means that she is keeping an incredibly low profile.

But she's still curious what the story is here. Legends about ghost ships rolling in like fog are commonplace, but this is her first time actually experiencing it. The shadows are impossibly dark, and the sound of planks groaning under her feet could just as easily be the ship shifting with the waves. If she stays quiet and moves slowly, then she may be able to avoid getting caught by the crew.

That would have worked, if she hadn't seen someone snag a bit of food from an abandoned cart.

Hibiki doesn't announce her presence, instead stepping out from the shadows to try to grab the other person's wrist. Putting a finger to her lips, stormy blue eyes search for any irregularities. ]


I wouldn't eat that if I was you.

[ Um, you're holding on to their wrist, Hibiki, so they probably can't. Actually, she has a pretty strong grip considering her stature, but don't worry about that! It's nbd! ]

Unless you're planning on staying here a while, I mean. [ Like "forever" a while. ]

🍃 WILDCARD.
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odare: (smoulder)

Did someone say "save her"? Finnick is good at that

[personal profile] odare 2024-03-07 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[Finnick's nervous system is highly attuned to sensing when he's in danger- and when others are. As such, his ears easily pick up a disturbance in the water, a ways out from the dock, and the splashing and gasping of someone drowning. His eyes sharpen as he peers out to locate a singular hand desperately reaching up out of the water.

Without another thought, he throws off his cap and jacket and dives off the dock into the cold water, swimming out to the person in distress. Just as he gets to her, the turbulent waves pull her under, and he dives down after her, grabbing her upper arm and swimming back up.]


Grab onto me. Breathe. Don't panic.

[He wraps her arms around his neck and shoulders and swims back toward the docks. It reminds him of the quarter quell, that awful water death trap, Peeta almost drowning. He pushes those memories away. This is different. Right?

She's small, and he's strong, so it isn't difficult to keep both their heads above water as she catches her breath. As they reach the dock's ladder, he helps her onto it, ensuring she climbs up safely.]

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Bakugō Katsuki 💥 Boku no Hero Academia

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Bakugō Katsuki
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Age: 17
Species: Human
Sex: Male
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💥 001. ▶ ARRIVAL. *click for dropdown*

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001. ▶ ARRIVAL. - Memory Lane.

💥 ❶ ARRIVAL. - Memory Lane

[Smoke and rubble. That's all there is for a moment, the ominous breath of air drifting in from the demolished wall churning the dark clouds and revealing slow by slow the sheer wreckage around them. Two boys standing in the middle of this ruined room, one glad in a green costume composed of a mother's homemade additions and a support team's work on the jumpsuit she bought for her son, the other clad in a black and orange costume drawn up by his own design and put together by an expert group of designers and hero support group.

The boy in green is falling, costume torn apart and burned from the strains of a vicious battle, smoke drifting from his hair and the sizzle of burned flesh coming from his half-broken arm. Busted from the impact of the boy in black and orange's grenade-shaped gauntlet and powerful explosions. He falls amid the crackle and crunch of ceiling pieced dropping from above, where a massive hole has rent through the ceiling and floors of upper levels. As if an explosion was just forced upward through the building proper. There are other noises, the faint 'crack tack crack' of concrete against a multitude of stones, the yell of a masculine voice echoed through a facemask, one little squishy "plop" of a body clasping onto something big and round above

That boy beaten up, bloodied, weakened, defeated boy hits the ground with a "thud" audible over a new voice coming through the speakers:

"The hero... The hero team... WIIIIIINNNS!!!"

And the other boy, clean, undamaged, strong, victorious... stares into space, eyes bulging and mouth hanging open in a wretched expression of disbelief as All Might, his hero, the man he idolizes the most, yells in triumph over the speaker, announcing to everyone the hero team's win. They win. The boy on the floor... the boy defeated... WINS. Midoriya Izuku, forced to wear the name "Deku" for his perceived uselessness... wins.

And Bakugou Katsuki loses. Amid the smoke and destruction of his own power, standing above a boy he brutalized, in the face of his own assured victory, He. Loses. AGAINST DEKU!! Heart rate rising. Chest pumping with his quickening breath. Blood vessels crawling into the whites of his eyes. Nothing but the broken "ahh" ... "ahh" managing from his slacked jaw. For the first time in his life, with no excuse, with no defense, with nothing but the stark truth, he realizes that he was read like a book, out predicted, out maneuvered, out witted, out determined, and completely lost to Deku--!!

*snap!*

It all starts over again. The smoke, the rubble, the two boys standing off against each other.

Bakugo stands silently by, watching the memory play out. That was him almost a year ago. After he walked into U.A., after he began his first year as a hero in training. The biggest fish in a small town who absolutely despised a boy he knew would amount to nothing, while he dreamed of becoming the world's greatest hero. Seeing the memory from so long ago brings a tumultuous rush of emotions, though they stay off his scowling, impassive face. He's learned so much since then, matured through experiences both amazing and agonizing. Yet this one, his first complete loss against someone he was so convinced as nothing, remains a core moment in his life.

He doesn't look as good as that year-younger boy right now. Sure his costume is similar, but he's missing the gauntlets, his mask is gone, there's blood all over his chest and in the high collar of his jacket, his body aches, the side of his face scorched, one arm completely fucked up in some strange mechanical splint. A little taller, a lot stronger, war-ragged. But it's his memory. A memory slowly being decorated by additional voices. Words. "Pride" says one, another voices "wrath" in turn, "greed" say another, while "envy" whispers in the background... Fucking voices that have no business being here.

Bakugo lifts his hand, braced on the arm that's not splinted, aims for the sky, and- "KABOOM!" -detonates a massive explosion into the air, blasting anything and anyone away from him in a huge concussive force of heat, light, and sound.]


Shut up. I learned that a long time ago. If you think this'll affect me, you can shove it up your ass.

[And turns to face the presence he feels nearby. If they're responsible for this, someone's gonna die...]



001. ▶ ARRIVAL. - Amplitheater.

💥 ❷ ARRIVAL. - Amplitheater

[It's only taken a few of those damn whispers to realize there are people around him with the audacity to fucking judge him based on the single memory repeating over and over in front of him. These bastards! They don't know a single thing about what went into that memory or was going on in his life during-!!

*Pop!* In a split second, all of that burst, rent away like a bubble on the tip of a needle. No time for protest, no time for a shout of surprise, only a sudden deluge of cold water sweeping over him. Caught in the rush momentarily, he strikes out with his arms and legs, fighting to regain balance and control of himself. Not only are they content to sit back and deliver judgement on his memory, but they think drowning him afterwards is the best idea?! Bakugo forces his innate panic to calm, limbs stopping, floating with his mouth tight shut. He focuses on two things: light and buoyancy. Which way is the brighter light? Which was is his body naturally drifting towards?

... and why the fuck can he no longer feel his legs? Water rushes past his head as he jerks his chin down, kicking what are supposed to be his legs forward. Only to stare at the flash of orange and green fins and tail. WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?! It's one thing to dig into his head and put his memories on screen to view; it's another to transform his body into a goddamn merman! The worst part is, he can already tell this isn't a dream. It's too real, too long, too present.

Which also means... he can probably breathe underwater now, a fact that Bakugo has to fight his natural instincts to prove correct. Luckily for him, the assumption is sound and he takes a few seconds to adjust his breathing and motions. It's not hard to adapt the technique of dolphin swim kicks to the normal motion of swimming with a tail. Which leaves him more or less calmer (still angry) and viewing the watery world around him.

With a lot more of those damn bubbles floating around. Are there people in each of those? How many ended up here? The questions don't have time for answer when another bubble bursts and the occupant inside is dumped right out in to the same state he was in. Tch- He's gonna murder whoever's behind this.]


Hey! [Whoa, his voice carries in the water. Bakugo pitches forward, swimming towards the newcomer.] Stop thrashing! Hold your breath and I'll get you to the surface.

[You know, provided they also don't turn into a finned fiend...]

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The Knight-Commander (Aurelien Calistine) | Pathfinder: Wrath Of The Righteous

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► PRELUDE | Soul-Weighing Ceremony
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[ Text lifted from the Pathfinder: Wrath Of The Righteous video game! Anyone viewing Aurelien's soul-weighing ceremony will witness the following memory: ]

The darkness finally loosens its grip on you, and as it fades, your senses return one by one. First comes the sense of touch. You feel heavy shackles binding your limbs. Then, your hearing returns, bringing the noise of distant thunder, which sounds too repetitive and too regular to be natural. And finally, your sight comes back, but it provides you with no valuable information at all — the place you are in is completely unfamiliar.

"I should have accepted long ago that some experiments inevitably end in failure." Areelu appears before you, her voice cold, furious, and calculating. A sacrificial dagger gleams in her hands. "But sometimes admitting defeat — even if it is only temporary — is very difficult.

"I regret that it all must end like this. I have been watching you for too long, searching for traces... anticipating a particular outcome from my experiment. Prolonged contact creates a sense of attachment to a subject. But you have left me no other choice." Areelu's eyes flash viciously. "You should not have rejected your power. The result is inevitable — you are powerless before me now."

"What are you going to do now? Kill me, close the Wound, and save yourself?"

"I suppose I can allow myself some honesty now. After all, you — in your current state — will not see what is about to happen. I am planning to sever your soul — the last link connecting you and your — what shall we call him? — your Shadow." Areelu's tone is pensive, and her voice softens slightly. "You have already seen him — back at the Gray Garrison. He is... the personification of the part I once planted in you, the part you no longer wish to have anything to do with.

"All the preliminary forecasts indicate that you will not survive the severing process. Or else I will have to ensure that you do not survive it. I still need your soul, but severed from your current personality — alas, I cannot work with it in its current iteration. I intend to stoke Pharasma's wrath by keeping your soul tethered in this world. And then I will reunite it with your Shadow, through a new ritual — the third now — that will create a new being. My latest attempt. And, in addition to that, it will expand the Worldwound again.

"It is difficult to predict how far everything will go. Mendev will most probably be destroyed utterly. New rifts will appear within the bounds of the Wound. New demons and demon lords will enter the fray. Nocticula will be enraged. However, those are all just side effects of the experiment — sediment at the bottom of a volumetric flask, a one-line footnote in a laboratory journal."

"I've wanted to tell you this for a long time — I hate you, you bitch."

"I one again ask myself — how much of the previous personality remains after death?" Areelu moves her hand with the dagger in it, flexing her wrist. "I need your soul purified. Just raw material, without the addition of emotions and memories — something I can work with. Soil, in which I can grow the seed." After a pause, she adds, no longer speaking to you, "Come forth, please."

The creature you fought in the Gray Garrison appears before you again. Since last time, it seems to have become more solid, more clearly formed... and that form looks incredibly like you, even despite its inhuman features granted by the power of Transformation. The Shadow stands, swaying slightly, and touches its face and shoulders as if trying to fathom, to understand.

"Begone, you abomination. You are a wound in my soul."

"In my soul," the Shadow repeats, in your voice. "In my soul."

Suddenly, the Shadow's eyes light with understand and stare directly at you. His voice still sounds like yours, but the words are his own now. "I understand now. I know who I am! I am you."

"I am the master of my own fate. All will fall before me, including you, Shadow."

The sensation these words stir in your soul can be described simply as the falling away of chains. You take a deep breath as if you are breathing freely for the first time in forever. And along with the invisible chains that fall from your soul, the shackles Areelu used to immobilize you fall away too.

"This cannot be! My predictions, my forecasts... none of them predicted..." the witch mutters, recoiling.

The Shadow shrieks in pain and presses his hand against his chest.

You close your eyes and then open them again, staring at the world as if for the first time, sensing yourself, your wholeness, your power. The walls of the ancient prison of Threshold tremble.

► FIRST ACT | Amplitheater: The Porpoise
[ Dimly, Aurelien recalls the sounds of rolling thunder and crumbling stone—but instead of bursting light and the voice of a goddess, what follows is the splash of a body tossed carelessly into the sea. He smells brine as salty water fills his nose. He thrashes, automatic, as ocean water flows over his—gray, sandpapery—skin. When he stretches his arm out, what moves is the sleek shape of a handless fin, and instead of feet, a long tail kicks and flails.

He is a shark.

Faced with such a sudden development, a lesser (more rational) man might panic. Aurelien, however, understands that such a thing could never really happen to someone as exceptional as him, and as such very sensibly assumes all of this to be a particularly lucid dream. ]


Let me guess: you're here to retrieve some bauble so a sea witch will grant you a wish?

[ So, scene: you're lingering at the outskirts of a shipwreck when a shark addresses you. It looks, somehow, both bored and smug. It has come here for one purpose and one purpose only: to give bad advice until someone follows it to sufficiently funny results. ]

You're going to have to hurry up if you want it to still be there. Some fool with too much time on his hands has been going in and out of there all day — saying some nonsense about... "speed-running"...?

[ Even though they are clearly swimming. Idiot. Why would a fish even know what running is??? ]

► INTERMISSION | District 6
[ Aurelien eventually gets bored of the shtick. He is a swordsman, after all; biting was fun the first four or five times, but he has really started to miss having hands. He winds up making his own deal with a sea witch... which, thanks to some ambiguous wording, fulfills his request by dropping him straight into a portal out of the Amplitheater.

The bad news: with two arms and two legs back on dry land, it becomes impossible for even Aurelien to ignore the reality of his situation. The good news: he is now in District 6. ]


Is that all you have to offer?

[ A bright, boyish laugh rings out as someone else's body is sent rolling into the path of oncoming foot-traffic. It's a good thing for Aurelien that sword skills are what's currently in-demand, rather than something less advantageous—but what is the point in contemplating his good fortune when he could spend that time taking advantage of it, instead? Aurelien twirls the sabre in his hand—an odd black-metal blade that seems to chill the air around it—and pivots to goad the remains of the group that has congregated around him. ]

Well? Does no one else dare challenge the savior of Golarion? Can no one here match the hero who slayed the Architect of the Worldwound?

[ He will, in fact, continue to drop heroic titles until someone shuts him up. ]

► SECOND ACT | Amplitheater: The Cursed Mariner, Pt. I
[ Eventually, Aurelien finds himself swept back into the fray of the Amplitheater—courtesy of some Combatants who have taken an interest in his skill, of course. Entering alongside a group seems to have earned him better luck than his first jaunt; rather than some handless fish, this time, Aurelien takes the role of... a dangerous and—quite literally—blood-thirsty swashbuckler! ]

I would offer you a chance to surrender, [ he declares as he boards the opposing ship alongside his undead crewmates—perhaps you, too, are one of them, or perhaps you are his less-rotten foe, ] but let us be honest: I'll enjoy this far more if you don't!

[ He is clearly enjoying this role far more than a self-professed "hero" ought to. ]

► THIRD ACT | Amplitheater: The Cursed Mariner, Pt. II
[ Alas, Aurelien soon comes to realize something: being a zombie sucks, actually. The rigor mortis makes any dazzling feats of athleticism impossible. His clothes are horribly stained from the foul and filthy ichor that spills out any time someone hits him. He reeks. And, worst of all: his rotting flesh can't feel pain, or scar, or do anything that makes battle actually worth indulging in.

He needs an out. Unfortunately, he hasn't seem one of those iridescent portals in quite a while. Which means... ]


Just a bite? [ He calls out over the railing of the ghost ship—to the merfolk swimming near the surface of the sea, or to another passing vessel, or even to those gathered on the shoreline. It doesn't matter to him where it comes from. ] Honestly — I am desperate, here.

► CURTAIN CALL | District 5
[ Crazy, right? Anyway. Now that Aurelien is back in 7, he could really use a bite to eat. Not any suspicious skeleton food, not some meager bite of soggy bread... Something real.

The only trouble is— ]


Aren't you people sick of seafood by now?

[ Staring at the food truck's menu, his nose wrinkles with a spoiled, boyish disdain. ]

► WILDCARD
[ Some basic info about Aurelien can be found here. If you would like to plot beyond the above, I am available through PM. ]
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prelude

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[ Today has been A Day. That's the best - really, the most? - of what Izuku can say of it. He was fighting his own monologuing villain in another world with a beat up Japan - that was a thing that was happening and he still has injuries from that. Then he was trapped in a loop of one of his dearest memories, which was both lucky considering the alternatives he could have ended up in but also confusing as hell. Then he was thrown out of that memory and turned into an octopus merman. And now he's fallen into some kind of video game scene.

Well. Okay. He's a smart guy and Izuku's pretty sure this is someone else's memory but the monologue, the scenery, the character design...in his nerdy little heart of hearts Izuku feels like he's in a video game even as he looks around wide-eyed and confused for a second. There's that impulse to judge - really a compulsion - but he's not sure...what he's looking at here. ]


Oh no. [ So instead there's a confused little murmur from a lost teenaged hero as he watches two people who probably aren't so great arguing with one another...in a memory. Whose memory is it, though, the guy's or that witch's...? ]

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Daniel Kanegem | Original Character

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A. Arrival
[He's lost count of how many times he's gone through this afternoon scene. At first the impressions of people watching were a more natural part of it. He always felt like he was being watched while out here, the woods tense and waiting. But the more it went on the more he felt like he really was being watched, stared at. Judged. Shadows at the edges smudged with the natural shadows around him, making it harder somehow, and yet it also played out how he remembered.

The brush of the wind through the brush, the creak of branches high above. And then the deep growl of the Chaotic approaching him, a bear-like monster with too many eyes, too many legs, too many teeth. A beast that was wrong. Daniel prepared, tamping down his nerves. He'd trained for this but this was one of the first he'd ever faced, and certainly the biggest. And he was on his own. Both of them circled each other, the Chaotic hungry, the young Sentinel anxious.

He made the first move, running toward it. Ducking one large swipe of a paw he brought up the forearm gauntlet he wore, engaging the blade hidden in it and slashing along its underside. It roared, an extra paw threw Daniel aside and then it charged, intent on bringing him down. Claws and blades met several times as it tried to pin him down, but its bulk was ultimately its undoing against the smaller foe. One more stab, the enchantment in the blade disengaged, and- it went down with a ponderous slam.

Daniel staggered back as his hand went over one slash in his arm, breathing deeply. Again the shadows around them shifted and flickered, voices that weren't there echoed, chattering. He closed his eyes tightly, knowing that when he reopened them the memory would replay itself. Just let this be over...



B. Cursed Mariner
[The story had been only the vaguest familiar one, but at least it wasn't visiting the forest over and over. Daniel paced the rotting deckwood, looking for lively souls that otherwise didn't seem like they belonged. Scraggly weeds dragged from his limbs, barnacles crusted edges of his clothing, and one eye was covered over by a gnarled bivalve shell that also grew across that part of his head. He was still unsure about this world, about the emblem that glowed in among the other tattoos on one forearm, and what information he had gleaned so far.

But no one could accuse him of not playing the part. So when he wasn't busy ferrying rope here and there, he was pulling willing- or unwilling -people to the feast at hand. If anyone comes close enough there he'll be, a plate of delicious-looking food in hand. Here, take this bread, it has the perfect crinkly crust and soft, steaming, buttery insides. Here is a plate of roasted vegetables, crisped to perfection over a fire. Or perhaps a piece of succulent meat, delicately seasoned and cooked just right.]


Are you alright? You look like you haven't eaten in days! A crewmate of mine, he's prepared lots of food for the picking. Try some.

[Reluctant? Well, there is all that rope mentioned earlier, it'd be a shame to let it go to waste. Hope you're quick enough to resist being tied up.]


C. District 1
[Going from the Amphlitheater to here had been a moment's culture shock of its own, but at least he was back to normal now. The continued water theming had him curious about this place, which had him wandering.

Naturally on these wanderings he'd encountered the jellymechs; the first one had even been a physical encounter, with one gently bumping into his head, rolling over and bobbing off along like it'd never happened. That'd gotten an amused, if confused, glance out of him for sure.

But now there was a different sort of encounter. The tiny voice had caught his attention and now he was staring up at one several feet above, caught in the under-corner of a second floor awning. He observes this for a few moments, then turns to the person nearby- you?]


Any ideas? I can get up there with a form I've got, but I wouldn't have the strength to push the poor thing down and out. But I'm open to suggestions.


D. Wildcard
[Here's where anything else goes! More roles in the play, more memories, whatever you'd like. And of course, feel free to hit me up at [plurk.com profile] zumidotexe to plot something specific!]
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[ Helping people is what Izuku does! Or...helping jellyfish? That hasn't ever explicitly been a thing he's done before but Izuku can't not help anyone, even if that someone happens to be a jellyfish who apparently chose intelligence as a dump stat.

He peers up at the jellyfish indicated, and nods rapidly. ]


I can get it! Just hold still, little guy! [ So saying, he'll stretch out his right arm, and a whip of black energy snaps out to wrap fairly gently around the mech to pull it back down. Though how do you stop them from getting re-stuck...? ]

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Nanami Kento | Jujutsu Kaisen

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arrival (bubble up like soda pop)

It's peaceful. The sun is bright and warm and the air smells like yeast and fresh air. The city atmosphere almost seems to fade into the background and appear comfortable, although there's a hint of concrete and exhaust at the edges of the memory. Nanami is standing at the counter of a bakery, talking to the girl working there with a heavy, listless attitude against her bright smile and enthusiastic tone.

"Do you like the casse-croûtes? You always buy them, don't you?"

He gives the girl a noncommittal answer. An excuse.

"It's much better than the ones from a convenience store, isn't it?"

Well, he answers, this is a bakery.

"That's harsh." She's still smiling through that reaction, inviting him back for the next time he wants a sandwich. He doesn't answer, ignoring the small lingering pain behind him with only a small glance back. There's a weight on the girl's shoulder, but he's set his mind on not getting involved.

It'd be more trouble to deal with it and have her think I'm some weird medium...

He walks away. The scene resets. Nanami buys a sandwich and the girl takes his cold comments in stride, oblivious to the curse grinning as it perches on her. He leaves. The scene resets. The sun starts looking more and more faded as he continues to buy the same sandwich from the same girl, giving her the same noncommittal replies as she tries to make friendly conversation. Shadowy figures start to appear, observing the short scene play out again and again. Listless responses. An echo of an attempt to make a friendly connection. The silhouettes murmur to each other, pointing out the poor attitude.

Nanami stops outside of the shop after what feels like far too many times.

"It wouldn't have hurt anything."

He speaks louder, addressing the strangers imposing on the memory. It's the most energy his voice has had yet, clear and direct in defense of his actions.

"Tch. You can repeat it as many times as you want, but you won't finish it?"

water (do I really have to sing?)

When the bubble finally bursts, Nanami plummets into the Amplitheater, right into the sea. On the upside, he's having no trouble swimming. On the downside, he's lacking the familiar form that he's used to. Blowing air angrily through the blowhole on his head, Nanami dives down and finds himself stumbling (swimming?) into a shipwreck where other sea creatures have collected, in the middle of conducting a very serious meeting.

"Look, I'm just saying it's not really a partnership if you constantly try to eat him," a mackerel is telling a large seal.

"I can't help it if he's bitable," the seal retorts. "It's just my nature. And fish is delicious!"

"This is why you keep losing boyfriends," the mackerel says solemnly. "Hey, hey! Buddy, you're a big guy. Tell my friend here that not every relationship has to end with swallowing."

Nanami blows an irritated bubble ring and attempts to swim by, but the seal cuts him off.

"No, tell this guy that we're predators! It's part of our instincts!" the seal insists. "Besides, you're a fellow sea mammal. You get it, right?"

"I'm a man," Nanami says flatly.

The gathering of other animal companions give him a long look.

"Uh, okay, sure, but you agree with me, right?" says the fish. The rest of the mackerel's school pipes up with agreement as the seal starts arguing, one flipper slung over Nanami's porpoise body, keeping him trapped in the meeting. Feeling a growing sense of desperation, Nanami starts looking around for someone--anyone--that can provide an escape. Or at least a decent distraction so he can get away. Please send help.

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When Nanami eventually ends up escaping the Amplitheater through one of the exits, he's initially just grateful to have his own body back. It's a relief to move in a way he's used to and to not be playing out spontaneous scenes he really wasn't ready for, but he barely gets a little break when a new problem pops up. Apparently wandering around this district gains him some unwanted attention, and while Nanami is still trying to get his bearings, he soon ends up avoiding some Shadowmen stalking him, taking his aimless walk as a chance to steal his shadow. He starts moving once he notices them behind him, but now that they have seen his lack of True Diligence, even his brisk walk doesn't convince them to leave him alone.

He's about to dive into the electric lazy river traffic, starting a chase to shake off his mysterious stalkers.
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Given how regular the supposedly lazy river traffic seems to be currently Albedo has has no trouble securing a boat. He's touring the area and so far seems to be passing the Diligence check simply by continuing to sketch and take notes of anything new he sees. How long that will continue to work for him is up in the air, but he does note a man briskly walking towards his chartered hovercraft and his brows raise slightly as he takes in the situation.

He's not always one to intervene but this seems an opportune time. "There you are. Did you have any trouble getting the things I asked for?" He casually speaks up, giving an opening for a playacted lie.

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Guinaifen | Honkai Star Rail

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1. Arrival + Amplitheater, the universe's worst Groundhog Day

[She's a professional (...technically) but after 17 loops anyone's brain would be puree, and the only thing that's keeping Guianifen moving forward is the knowledge that she's putting on a show for people, and the show has to go on. Even if it's one of her worst memories: the show has to go on. Even if she's since forgotten why she's repeating this, the show is gonna go on.

"Don't untie them just yet," says her brother as she stares at the bound form of her eldest two siblings, wiggling there. Her littler siblings were trembling next to her: Percy clung to her skirt as he tried to choke back the sobs, and failed. Her brother, her second-eldest, is despondent. With a blank gaze he-

That's the point in which someone said a vice or virtue, and the memory pops like a dream, leaving Guinaifen...suddenly somewhere else? A lot of water's involved. Things are kinda soggy. She's dressed in pirate clothes? (Would she even know it's pirate clothes? Pirates wouldn't exist in her universe in quite the same way, but there's an aesthetic look she recognizes.) She's a sword. Ask nicely and she might do a trick and swallow it.

She doesn't have time to mope.

There's someone standing next to her. Guinaifen laughs, and it sounds a bit hysterical. She tries laughing again - a bold performer's laugh, a job well done.]


Whew. I like performances as much as the next girl but that was a bit much. It feels like fate's having a laugh at us, huh?

2. Island City and the grind continues

[It's a cool city-within-a-city situation, and Guinaifen knows how to deal with this situation. She's got things she can juggle. Knives. She's got a nice street corner.]

This girl is here on a fine wedding day. [...again.] To bring you joy as you go on your way! [There's a beat to this. This will go on for a while. She's juggling knives. She's good at it. There's a hat set before her, for tips. She'd take the stage but someone else is hogging it right now, so you gotta do what you gotta do.]

3. Chastity

[NPC-kun the director is trying to rope her into a terrible play.]

I'm really sorry, I-

[But wait! Someone's walking past her.]

It's you! [Yes, you! You've known each other for all your lives! You come from the same world as her! You clearly know each other! This isn't her trying to get out of a play at all, this is Guinaifen meeting a kindred spirit unexpectedly.] I never thought I'd see you again!

4. Wildcard

[Or something else, shoot me a PM if you wanna plot something out! I'll also matchy matchy brackets or prose, so tag me with whatever you feel comfortable with.]
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chastity because what good is roach if he can't do one of his bad acting bits...??

[personal profile] blattella 2024-03-09 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
[Gregor's hot footing it the fuck away from another budding director when he gets snagged by Guinaifen's gaze, and he...Well. He doesn't stop walking, but he slows a little, brows raising and mouth thinning out. She's gonna regret this, he's sure. But like...What else can he do? Leave her in the dust? Nope.

And he's got a predilection for this sort of hammy shit, anyway.
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Yeah, I-- Hey! Heeeyyyyy, pal. It's been ages, right? I'm headed somewhere for an appointment, but we can chat as we walk, can't we?

[It's a particularly impassioned delivery, a little too earnest to ring actually true, but it's the best he can do. Sorry, sister.] You're not too busy to catch up with your old buddy Gregor, right?

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shiroi kumo / makenshi | final fantasy: unlimited

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i. arrival
a; memory

[ in the centre of this memory bubble is a tall, thin man with a crown of black horns, a thin sword carried on his lower back, and a metal mask over his nose and mouth. through the wild, blinding grey hurricane of his surroundings he walks purposefully, carrying an unconscious woman wrapped in a dark cloak in his arms. it's difficult to discern what exactly he's walking on - the atmosphere is so dark and the hurricane so all-consuming that there's no visibility ahead or beneath.

in the distance, gunshots ring out. a monstrous roar is muffled by the howling wind. the man walks still, and it becomes eventually clear that his body is stiff with stress, eyes unblinking despite the gale. the gunshots grow louder as he approaches... something.

finally, another figure comes into view. a man taller still, wielding a red shotgun in one hand and a large, ornate golden gun in the other. the shotgun is fixed upon our memory-bound in an instant. the new figure's one visible eye widens in shock at the sight of the woman being carried.

"Aura."

kumo swallows. ]


She's alive. [ a pause. the other man's aim does not falter. ] I'm sorry.

[ the woman - aura - stirs in his arms, and slowly reaches out to the man with the gun. only then does his arm begin to drop.

the memory stops, reboots, and loops. immediately, kumo hears the voices. he startles, but does not drop the memory-effigy of aura in his arms. ]
b; cursed merfolk

[ when the bubble eventually bursts, it's with such little warning that kumo doesn't catch himself in time to not splash into the water, despite being perfectly capable of floating. pulling himself up onto a rock, the water soaking his - clothes? now just a loose, tattered white cloth wrapped around his shoulders and arms - dissipates into mist. distressingly, he has no bottles with which to catch it.

no, he's apparently transformed into a half-fish, with a bleach-white, eel-like tail. the massive scar on his chest and back from being run through his torso (oh, he thinks for a moment - he wasn't aware he had that) has opened up on both sides, leaking dark blood into the water. the mask on his face now appears to be made of interlocking fingerbones, and with this less secure material, the mist he exhales leaks from gaps between.

and his sword - well, without his clothes, it's falling independent of kumo. he watches the maken - now in the form of a cutlass, though decorated still with its usual black detailing and purple gems - splash into the water some distance away. immediately he slides into the water to go after it, but swimming with a tail is new. if someone else grabs it, they may feel it attempt to tug out of their hands and toward the approaching white figure in the water. ]

ii. cityscape
[ are you the type to hang out mysteriously on rooftops? kumo is! he's pretty easy to spot exploring as-the-crow-flies style from skyscraper to skyscraper, given than he's dressed entirely in white and is also like a 6'2 guy with horns and a huge sword on his back. if you're a fellow rooftop traveler, you should totally hang out. he's only a little rude sometimes.

if you're not, kumo does eventually begin walking like a normal person throughout the districts. in district 3, he appears to be fascinated by the flowers - it's been a long time since he'd been around non-hostile flora.

in district 6, his sword has caught the attention of a few of the rougher types. most have been startled away from trying to touch it with a stern glare, but some bolder ones might be trying to pick a fight. perhaps while he's contemplating whether to open his mask to try one of the more pleasant-smelling teas. ]

iii. wildcard

[ make somethin up!! i can roll with anything. notes; kumo literally breathes out white mist, which can occasionally "activate" and turn into a dragon if he's not careful (hence the mask); his sword - the maken - can be controlled telekinetically; anyone with spiritual pings will notice kumo is Extremely Weird and Very Powerful. hmu by pm or on plurk at [plurk.com profile] yagyuu if youd like!!! ]
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arrival - memory!

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[ A gun! It's dramatic, like a movie, but even Leo can tell that this is serious. He stumbles in on a third repeat or so. Confused and ready to be a ~problem~ - well, he doesn't intend to be but it just sort of happens sometimes. All the same, he jolts a little as the third repeat starts up. Considering how he entered, he knows it's just going to keep going until enough votes happen or...something! Leo doesn't pretend to understand how anything works here. ]

Whoa! I can barely make anything out - ?! [ His tragically normal idol eyes are not meant for foreboding hurricanes. ]

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todoroki shouto | my hero academia

[personal profile] hairsplit 2024-03-10 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
ARRIVAL & DISTRICT ONE.

( i'm glad you were raised to be a kind boy, comes the voice. crackling, deep with anger, glee, a fantastical voice that taunts him--and a voice he's heard plenty of times before. this is not the first time that he's been here, hearing that voice, feeling the licks of blue flame soak through his battle gear, wrenching the material up as it tries to combat the heat. this is not the first time that he's been suspended in the air, pushed up by the flames at his feet and the flames at his brother's feet--this is not the first time that he's endured the aching confusion and worry and disbelief that comes from seeing someone that should be dead, someone that had been the quiet, lurking shadow in their family house, the silent face staring from behind glass and frame.

i'm fine. i'm really happy right now. the arms around him tighten, and he can feel it and not feel it, like there's something distant about it, like it's not quite right. in the distance, he hears a strange voice, some sort of echo that rattles down from the skies-- "humility, isn't it? the poor thing is enduring so much here."

if you get burned by my flames, what kind of expression do you think dad'll show us? comes the crazed sneer of his brother against his ear. he can't keep track of all the different people, here--

another voice chimes in, argumentative. "no, look deeper, he's angry despite it all. wrath is a good candidate."

glazed, his eyes move--from his brother, arms wrapped around him, to the sight of his father, pinned down on the ground. everything feels just a little too watery, like it's the edge of a dream, hovering on the point of consciousness; he can feel the flames building up inside him, pain lancing him, and then--

--and then, it all just pops. his brother's arms loosen, and the sky gets a stranger shimmer around it, and then he's falling, moving, smashing through the barrier of whatever this place is, or whatever this thing is...and landing, face down, on a wet sidewalk.

immediately he forces himself up onto his hands and knees--and retches, lurching forward like he might be sick. it takes a moment to steady his vision, steady the pounding in his chest, steady that feeling of being torched from the inside out; when his head lifts again, it's with a cautious glance, staring at the city around him with a mouth that slowly gapes open in disbelief. this isn't anywhere he's been before, not anywhere he's heard of, or anywhere he recognizes; when he forces himself up onto his feet, he nearly knocks right into someone, immediately bowing his head in apology.

oh. it's a...jellyfish. what? )
Excuse me.

( there's a dip of his head again anyway; manners matter, even if he doesn't understand. this could quite possibly be someone's quirk. still, this jellyfish moves--and bumps right into him again, rubbing at his shoulder. s-sorry...pardon me...i'm...in need of help... it says, in a tinny, small voice--immediately, shouto looks around for someone else to assist him with. whatever this is. jellyfish rescue mission. )

Ah, well. I... I think that we both might need... Sorry, could you...? ( he immediately tries waving down the next person he can see--while the jellyfish bumps up against him, unhelpfully stuck to his shirt sleeve. )



UNDERWATER: SHIPWRECK. (ROLE: ROYAL MERFOLK, RIP)

( a puddle. that's all it had been. a small, shallow, shimmering puddle--and now he's underwater.

it doesn't make any sense. his hands immediately go to his throat, squeezing around it, but nothing happens; it doesn't matter what he does, doesn't matter if the water seeps in through his nose, or even through the gaps of his tightly pressed lips. he expects to feel his lungs go tight, to feel the oxygen buoyed out of them almost immediately; there's no pain, no worry, no sudden ache of drowning. he's breathing underwater, and worse than that: he's breathing underwater with a fish body.

no, that's not quite accurate. one of the first animated movies he had seen, back at the dorm, had been one that the girls had been watching, something about a mermaid princess and her handsome prince and there had been a lot of singing; he remembers the way her body shaped down into something like a dolphin, finned and flecked with scales, and that's the same sort of body he has now. his stomach curves down into a slick tail, skimmed with spots of red and white, like the pretty koi fish they had once kept in the backyard at home--a flex of it and it moves, fins fanning out to create a rift of bubbles as he moves backwards and knocks, immediately, into something hard and firm. wood. it seems to be some sort of broken hull, like the curve at the inside of a ship.

a ship. a shipwreck? what is this place? immediately he paddles forward--and then gets driven back by a group of mermaids going past him, waving a hand at him impatiently. you're supposed to be looking for that gizmo you wanted, aren't you?! you skipped the concert for this! they seem to be on their own hunt, through the shipwreck, though he has no idea...

...what a gizmo is? which means he's going to be carefully picking his way through the wreck, careful and conscious of his long tail, looking for someone to spring the question on, someone to help him, or even just someone that might tell him what's going on here, regardless of what they are or what they're there for. )



ISLAND CITY: WEDDING. (ROLE: MARINER)

( it makes more sense, the next time he falls in.

this is the kind of place this is. some kind of storybook, maybe even a quirk that's creating this whole thing--the people of the "city" beyond this storybook seem to think it's something else, but he doesn't know if that's just another realm inside of a realm inside of a realm, or if they're just playing around in the same way that people are playing around here. he's meant to serve some sort of purpose in the world that's fallen in around him, and it seems this time, he's gifted with the good graces of having actual legs this time, and a rather dashing, uncomfortable set of clothes, the pants tight and rigid, the shirt billowing, suspenders snapped up over his shoulders.

this time, he's next to some sort of great castle, perched on the edge of the shore--the beaches stretch out along the sides of it, and beyond it seems to be a short path that heads up to the town proper. this time, when he's immediately yanked into the castle, he has some kind of bemused idea what to expect. the maids click their tongues at him and lead him up a long, spiral staircase, pushing him through wide double doors--and while he expects all the nonsense, he doesn't expect to be met with the sight of someone else, inside the room.

the doors snap shut behind him, before he can excuse himself. with a soft, short bow of his head down, he lifts it back up again, pushing his bangs out of his eyes. )
They... said you're getting married today.

( this is awkward. he doesn't know how to act the part of a member of the wedding party--the staff had assured him that he would find a suit up here, something befitting 'the best man', but he doesn't even really know what that means.

with a quick scan of mismatched eyes, he takes in the item of the room, and finally, reluctantly, looks back to the person that's in the room with him. )


Do you know who you're marrying? ( ugh, rookie move. stupid question. he presses his lips together. ) I meant. Are you...happy to be getting married...?


DISTRICT SIX.

( this part of the 'real' city seems to be more familiar--the feeling is more similar, and as he wanders through the streets, he finds himself staring up at the overhanging lights and strings of shop banners scattered here and there. beyond the doors of multi-floored buildings, he can hear all kinds of things: arguing, yelling, the sound of skin on skin, grunts and fighting and general physical exertion. it reminds him a little of being at training camp, surrounded by everyone else--that draws a small smile to his face, something there and gone again.

but even here, everyone seems to be focused solely on the 'amplitheater', and here, it seems that idle hands make the devil's work, or whatever the saying is. there's a large group, gathering outside one of the buildings, and they seem to be roping in anyone who walks by, forcing them into the ranks of their 'battle march'. as he gets closer, he can see why: they seem to be wanting to head into that 'amplitheater' in order to take control of as many of the ships as possible, aiming not for treasure or even the enjoyment of the story, but rather, simply for the sake of fighting.

the thought bothers him. it seems ridiculous to fight simply for the sake of fighting--maybe he's just tired of that feeling, the feeling of being constantly pushed to dive into things he doesn't necessarily even believe. he doesn't normally meddle in things unless he's sure of himself, but this? it makes him even more annoyed that when he tries to walk past the group, they seem only too intent on forcing him to stay. apparently they're setting up for some of the sword-fighting matches to prepare for the battles inside the 'amplitheater'--and he's just what they need.

he's been careful not to use his quirk, here: he doesn't know what it will do, or if it will work. but he's tempted to, as a sword is pushed into his hands; he's tempted to, as the crowd parts a little and reveals both the opponents for the sword fight--and, apparently, his companion. )


Do you know how to do this? ( he says, slowly, flicking a narrowed glance at his two v two partner. ) I've never used a sword, before.


OOC & WILDCARD.

( i'm happy to write us up something custom - feel free to send a pm to this journal to discuss, or if you have an idea you'd like to just throw at shouto, i will happily take wildcards here! open to anything, really. shouto is 16, fyi. )
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wedding

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[He's not a stranger to getting down on one knee and proposing, although it was largely due to Hiiro's own misunderstanding, but being at the altar is a new thing for him.

He'd inherited the role of a 'Prince', and even though he's experienced what it is like to have a photoshoot with that, he did not really feel like he was able to understand what a prince really is. Just that it had to do with being himself. But is being himself enough here? Perhaps not, especially since he was about to get married.

Apparently, the man he was marrying did not know that. Hm.]


Umu! I know who I am marrying. It is you, after all.

[Sorry, Shouto. You're the bride.]

Are you ready to commit your life to me? I will promise that death will not come upon us, so we will not part before we leave this stage.

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Momo | IDOLiSH7

[personal profile] yesdoubt 2024-03-10 10:45 am (UTC)(link)
[a: arrival]

[It's this dream, again. It's only been months since it happened, but Momo has relived this night in different pieces and from different angles more times than he can count. Sometimes it ends worse than it did in reality. Sometimes pieces of it simply play themselves out again. This time seems to be the latter, the ringing of a phone breaking through a tense scene - a messy, but clearly expensive apartment with four people in it, two of them clearly professional muscle of some kind in suits, one of them holding a broken glass bottle to the neck of a delicately built silver-haired man who nonetheless has a confident, calm expression, as if daring them to make a move. The fourth person is Momo, standing across from his captive partner and trying desperately to de-escalate the situation.

The phone is answered, and with some swearing and bickering, the two imposing figures leave, talking about "boss' orders" and dropping one last threat when the silver-haired man gives them a dry "too bad" about leaving so soon. As soon as the apartment door closes, that same man lets out a long breath, and Momo rushes forward.

"Yuki!"

The silver-haired man - Yuki - crumples in on himself, a blue-nailed hand to his chest, as Momo reaches for him, clasps his arm, tries to comfort. "Oh my god, that was terrifying..."

"I'm so glad you're safe!" Momo is effusive, the overwhelming emotion of seeing Yuki in danger flowing out into relief now. "Yuki really is the perfect man! Even I was starting to think you could take them in a fight--"

He cuts off, suddenly, as Yuki raises that hand on his chest and slaps Momo hard across the face. Now that he's recovered from the initial shock, he looks almost incandescent with rage at Momo, whose hand slowly rises to his cheek as if not quite registering what happened.

"Didn't I say not to lie to me ever again!?"

Yuki lets it all out on Momo about his selfishness in trying to sacrifice himself to save him, barely giving Momo a chance to get words in edgewise. From the way he shouts about it, like this is the last straw, talking about how he's not a "god" for Momo to worship, it's clear this has been a persistent issue.

"When you're taking a leap of faith you'd better have the guts to take me with you! Got it!?"

There's a pause. Momo's lip curls under his teeth - and he raises his hand, and slaps Yuki across the face in turn.

"I don't want to end Re:vale! But if one of us has to disappear, I have to be first! If I say to run, you have to run!"

Yuki moves softly to interrupt, but Momo pushes onward. "I told Maneko-chan this once - idols are stressed and hurt by the feelings of love they receive. I know Yuki feels pressure from my love for you!"

For a moment, Yuki softens, and the matching black rings both Yuki and Momo share are cast into relief as hands come close again, considering reconciliation. But then Momo pushes his angle too hard, and Yuki visibly hardens. The argument spirals - talk of past trauma about being left behind, about how Momo was once Yuki's fan, threats to settle it with their fists, that start to blur under the weight of the voices from those watching in on the memory. Momo is usually more observant than this, but in the heat of the moment, it took until now for him to acknowledge anything other than his partner right in front of him. But now he can hear the bubbling audience whispers, and as the memory splinters off into a replay, he turns away this time, pink eyes seeking out the sources of the wrong, indistinct shadows.]


Who's there? [It's wary, rather than afraid. This isn't how things usually go.]

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[b: amplitheater - merfolk]

[When the bubble had finally popped, it sent Momo plummeting into a vast ocean - but when the shock of landing forces him to draw a breath he otherwise wouldn't have, he feels his lungs fill despite what should be water passing through. The lower half of his body trails off into the depths, a frilled twirl of dark pink edged jellyfish limbs under a bell, and this still feels enough like a dream for him to simply roll with it. Twisting his body experimentally, he dives deeper, eyes alight with curiosity.

He can be found around shops and eateries in Aurelia, inspecting the wares with the look of someone trying to meet this up with reality. His dreams aren't usually this detailed, so as dreamlike as it feels, he's starting to creep towards it being something more. Spotting others who look a little less...NPC-like, for want of a better term, only heightens the feeling, and he'll offer an experimental wave.]


Hey, do you have a minute?

[Otherwise, he can be found around the shipwrecks, darting through gaps in hulls and shattered skeletons of ships with unbridled energy. He loves swimming already, and being able to breathe underwater is an opportunity he's not going to let go of lightly.

That said, he might get a bit too enthusiastic, and have to roll himself to one side to prevent running headlong into someone around a fairly blind turn.]


Ah, sorry, my bad! [His tentacles fan out, like he's using them for drag to slow down. Try telling him that's not how jellyfish actually work, it's working okay for him.] Are you looking for something all the way out here?

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[c: district 3, chastity]

[In the city proper, Momo is focused primarily on one thing - getting more of an idea of what he's dealing with here. He's the type to find it easy to slip right into new environments, but he needs to actually know what the expectations are as well, especially when there's such radically different chunks of the city to consider.

In the midst of that, walking through a beautifully flowering district, he can feel something tugging at his chest more than he would like. The plants and flowers put his mind elsewhere, with a partner he hasn't seen here yet, and so when music comes to tug gently at him as well, he's a little too ready to let it.

Maybe because it puts him in mind of that partner as well, maybe because it reminds him of home otherwise, reminds him of the songs that have spoken to him in the past. Whichever it is, before long, he shakes himself back to awareness holding a script in a loose group of people, halfway through a longwinded treatise about the integrity of the story from the director. Momo's acted before, but it helps if he actually knows what he's supposed to be doing, so he sidles closest to the nearest person who looks like they got dragged into this as well.]


I think I missed something here...do you know what's going on? [He sounds somewhat apologetic, but also a little amused.]

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[d: district 4, envy]

[Virtual reality isn't exactly difficult to lure Momo in with - his world has the beginning stages of it, but it hasn't gotten to this advanced of a level yet (not that some companies haven't been trying). So his initial venture into District 4 is very quickly sidetracked by the shiny virtual reality arcades, because where's the fun in exploring the city if he's saving all the good stuff for later?

That said, he can still try to make this a productive trip, which for him usually means forming new connections. So anyone else who looks like they're even considering dipping their toes in at the arcades will likely get him waving them over with a red-nailed hand.]


Want to join me? It's not as fun playing alone. [He pokes his tongue out between his teeth in a gently cheeky motion, revealing a continually shifting mark on the more visible half of his tongue.]

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[e: wildcard]

[[I'm open to other prompts too, if you want to plan something specific hit me up at [plurk.com profile] reviseleviathan! Momo is at an end of Part 4 canonpoint here.]]
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chastity

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[The play was one he's never heard of, an original from the director, and he had been happy enough to help amidst his confusion about this virtual reality-esque world. He's not been too worried about not being able to contact his friends-- not when this isn't the first time he's done this, the virtual reality thing. He thinks he'll find them sooner or later.

At least, he hopes he does.

For now, he was using what little acting skills he developed during that one project tha Eichi had put him on to use-- except well, he's as long as the rest of them, when they're told it's not right. It doesn't match the script! They need to understand it.

Ahaha...]


Mu... I wonder. I am just as lost, since I cannot tell what he wants us to do. Since the instructions are vague...

[He glances at the older man, trying to figure out if he would know more than he does. He seems to be a seasoned performer.]

Is it our interpretation?

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zookeeper: Orly? (Yazoo3)

Yazoo | Final Fantasy: Advent Children Complete

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1. Arrival (click click)


“What do you think you’re doing?!”

“Get away from there!”

“I was so worried!”

“Who are those strange men? Come away from them now!”

“What’s wrong with your eyes?!”


“Such arrogance…Do you see it?”

The thick chain felt cold and heavy in his hand. Good. It wouldn’t break easily, he thought as he gave it an experimental tug to make sure it was firmly set into the eyesore of a monument that had been erected as a pathetic attempt at self-soothing by the guilty minds of Midgar. A few feet away, he caught sight of his brother doing the same with a different chain while around them the angry bleating of frightened people sounded.

How sorry they all looked. So confused and frightened. And the fun hadn’t even started yet either. If they had any sense of self-preservation, they’d be fleeing instead of swarming around this ridiculous shrine that glorified a tragedy as far as he was concerned.

He turned cold, green eyes out upon the crowd and watched one of those lesser creatures attempt to pull away one of the many children that encircled the large monument, watched with indifference as she fussed and fawned over the child and tried to pull him away. A subtle smirk of amusement as the child refused to move and shoved the woman away much to her surprise. It quickly disappeared back into the blasé expression that regularly graced his features.

“What did you do to them?!”

What had he done to them? To the ones that the city had abandoned and cast off simply because they had been touched by someone so much more important than them? Been given an opportunity to set right what these fools and monsters had sought to destroy? Those disgusting, arrogant, self-important and stupid creatures. Who did they think they were? What rights do they have to make demands of him? Of his brothers and their new little siblings? They who would keep Mother from them and deny everyone the better world that she would create? Those filthy, lying, stupid worms.

"So much hatred.."

Yazoo shook his head quickly to clear it. What was he thinking about?

A dark chuckle to his side drew his attention back to his brother who smirked at him with a subtle nod. He too was growing tired of these tedious people as they complained, whined and threatened but not a single one of them dared step past a simple ring of children because they didn’t actually care. Not really. Their own lives were too important to them. They would never sacrifice themselves for the greater good.

Cowards.

He raised his hand towards the crowd and a hush came across them, as if they expected some kind of speech. Perhaps they thought he would waste his breath attempting to justify himself to them? What a foolish notion. Instead, Yazoo gave them the excuse they wanted to run away, a way to save face later on when asked how they could abandon their own children again as large beasts of tangible shadow answered his call and began to tear through the crowd with a fury that matched that deep dark rage inside him that so very rarely showed upon his deceivingly calm face.

"Do you see how hot it is?"

"But whose is it?"

The panicked screaming almost sounded like music to him as the beasts chased away the mob. The young man picked up the chain once more to set about his task as his brother mirrored his movements.

”And what are we up to?”

Another interruption. Two lap dogs approached in their matching black suits, weapons already drawn. Oh. This would be fu–-

“What do you think you’re doing?!”

“Get away from there!”

“I was so worried!”

“Who are those strange men? Come away from them now!”

“What’s wrong with your eyes?!”


Yazoo shook his head, heavy chain in one hand, the other reaching towards his skull as an irritating drone seemed to echo in his ears. He blinked those cat-like eyes of his a few times as he looked around at the angry, whining crowd then towards his brother who tugged on the heavy chain in his hands to see that it was secure. Of course it was secure. They’d already checked that…Hadn’t they?

Wait…What was going on here?

Once more he casts a calculating gaze out across the crowd. How many times had he done this? He hadn’t really been paying attention before, his mind and body going through the motions. But something was different. Something had changed that had broken through whatever had been happening to him but what…

There. That one. That one wasn't right.

You don’t belong here.” The silver haired man stated as he stopped what he had been doing (again) and pointed directly at the one face in a sea of angry faces that didn’t match, “What have you done?”

”Arrogant, angry…Lost.”


2. Amplitheater - Siren Songs

How did he get here? Where even was here?! Focus.

Yazoo quickly realized two things. First, he was under water and second, he needed to breathe. There seemed to be light shining over head, so he kicked his legs and swam upward then gasped for air before he tried to orient himself. What was he even looking at?

An ocean? What were those wooden things floating in it? Were they supposed to be…Ships?

Someone yelled about a man overboard as he bobbed there treading water, trying to figure out just what it was his eyes were telling him that his mind did not actually understand in the dimming twilight. Before he knew it, a smaller (though still far larger than he would have thought) ship had come close enough to toss the young man a rope to pull himself aboard with. It was like the moment his feet touched the deck of the tall ship, he suddenly had an understanding of the vessel, the likes of which he’d ever seen before.

It was an acutely strange sensation but not one that was entirely unfamiliar. His head was already full of things he shouldn’t possibly know but it was hardly worth thinking about right now as he moved to port and helped adjust the rigging while the first mate bellowed orders to prepare to make a run for safe harbour before the damnedable sea wenches started their cursed singing at them. The man had just barely gotten the words out when a single voice seemed to call out from the growing darkness, then another and slowly more and more. From all sides the cursed song could be heard. A quick glance over the side was enough to confirm what he’d already suspected, the ship was surrounded and the locals were getting restless.

There was a call to arms followed shortly by a surprised cry and watery splash, then the ship jostled from side to side as an overwhelming stench of rotting fish filled the air. Another scream as a mariner was snatched over the railings of the ship to his fate in the seas below them as the singing grew louder still. Practically beside Yazoo’s ear even.

No, no that was beside his ear, he realized as he quickly drew the revolver from his side and wiped around to take aim at the unwelcomed creature behind him ready to fire only to discover what he possessed was not the high powered handgun he was so accustomed to but a very old and outdated looking flintlock pistol. A wet flintlock pistol. There was an unimpressed sneer from the pale man as he adjusted his plan of attack and quickly flipped the weapon around in his hand to whip the heavy wooden handle across the sideskull of the attacking monstrosity then shoved it off of the ship and back into the waters below.

“Somebody get me a gun!” He called out to the ship at large as surely someone on this tub had one that they weren’t using and he’d be damned before he let some bad tuna take him down before he knew just where the hell he was.

3. District 3 - Lantern Lights

It’s. So. Pink.

Disgusting.

Yes, alright fine. There was an aesthetic here and he was sure it was perfectly lovely in its own way. But everywhere he looked there was some shade of pink. Signs, buildings, the lantern light being used to illuminate the night time streets. Even the plants which he found especially offensive, along with their sickly flowery smell.

Look, he has some deep seeded issues with the colour pink. It was an annoying colour though he couldn’t say exactly why that was. It just simply was. But it was also where he found himself after a rather wet time and Yazoo just wanted somewhere to sit and collect his thoughts as he picked little flecks of damp seaweed out of his hair. Or at least that had been the plan before some rather determined looking person climbed up on a bench a little further down from where he was seated to start reciting passages from a book rather poorly. It was ignorable for the first two or three minutes but when they hit the five minute mark, Yazoo stopped trying to think about the day and started looking for several rocks. He’d even take the pink ones at this point.

“Excuse me, are you using those?” He asked with a gesture to a small cluster of smooth stones that rested on the ground near someone else’s foot. Wouldn’t want to be seen as rude before he started throwing stones after all.

4. Wildcard - Dealer’s Choice

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lachtara: (Warming)

District 3 - Lanturn Lights

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A single figure stands at the lakes edge. One could not consider him 'unassuming' given his regal attire, but he stands peacefully gazing at the water and all the bustle that surrounds it.

Most don't seem daring enough to engage him in conversation, save this stranger. When spoken to, his leer sets upon the unknown person and then down to the rocks at his feet. "Am I using... the rocks? That That lie upon the ground beside me?" Emet-Selch repeats with a tone that says 'are you joking'.

He lifts a hand by way of shrugging and practically sighs his response. "As it so happens, I am not. By all means." Strange, But polite at the same time.

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murdercycle: (our mortality)

𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝖊𝖝𝖕𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓 / metalocalypse / 𝖔𝖙𝖆

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For anything beyond these prompts, DM me!


𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖇 𝖔𝖋 ❜97
arrival prompt
cw: violence
You're sounding crazy, ( Nathan finds himself saying yet again. The response, as usual, is: )

'I'm crazy... You don't even KNOW what crazy even LOOKS LIKE!'

( Followed by the sharp sting of metal biting deep into his shoulder blade. Magnus, the fucker, stabbed him. Again. And Nathan shoved him down, jumped atop him, and beat his face in until he was unrecognizable. Again.

Like before, it started with Nathan, sitting in his cheap, understuffed recliner, in their cheap, underfunished apartment, watching the band practice with a flat intensity. He's smaller now, three crates of alcohol a day and general disposition towards laziness left him with a beer gut and an addiction to potato chips.

He remembers being this muscular.

Magnus, also younger now, furiously frets the guitar before their eyes meet briefly. Suddenly, he's deciding that it all sounds wrong. 'That's not the drum pattern,' Magnus yells, 'I didn't tell you to make it your own, asshole!'

He follows this by knocking bottles on the ground, glaring fiercely at his bandmates, filling the room with a dark, menacing energy. 'Now, why don't you all shut the fuck up and listen to me, He yells, and let's play some fucking music!'

Nathan steps in at that point. He isn't sure what's gotten into Magnus, but he's going too far. He needs to take it easy. He needs to relax. He's sounding crazy. )


'You don't even KNOW what crazy even LOOKS LIKE!'

( And then Nathan's getting stabbed again. And then Nathan's beating him up again. Sometimes it feels good to punch him, justified, and sometimes it sucks. When beating someone up sucks, you know something's wrong.

God, how many times has this happened? How many times has he found himself sitting in that ratty, Goodwill recliner, waiting for the part where he feels a blade shoved hard into his insides? )


'Stop playing! That's not the drum pattern! I didn't tell you to make it your own, asshole!'

( Oh, cool, it's happening again. Nathan's lost count of how many times he's seen this play out. Has it been hours? Days?

For what it's worth, he's tried breaking the memory plenty of times. He tried: )


If you stab me one more time, I'm going to kill you.

( Which ended in his stabbening.

He tried: )


Let's talk about this.

( Which also ended with a knife in his shoulder.

He tried shaking the others, his bandmates, free of the dream, but they all remained frozen in a state of shock, horror, and fear at Magnus' outburst, impervious to his attempts.

Guess Nathan will die here. )




𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝖒𝖊𝖗𝖒𝖆𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖗
amphitheater prompt
cw: canon-typical homophobia
( After getting stabbed by his former guitarist approximately 9,000 times, Nathan doesn't have it in him to deal with any more stupid bullshit. If someone even looks at him the wrong way, he might be the one to do the stabbing.

Well, not really, but he'll be seriously annoyed.

That trial, or whatever the fuck it was, was stupid and tedious, and he doesn't ever want to see Magnus again if he can help it. Right now, he wants to eat junk food and drink beer and forget all about that weird time loop.

Unfortunately for him, the world seems to have other plans. Rather that being dismissed back to his home, he arrives in the Amphitheater. Whatever they're telling him, he doesn't really listen to. There are a lot of people here, and he doesn't want to deal with them, so he'll say yes to whatever so long as it cuts the conversation short.

Maybe that's how he agrees to become a mermaid. Ugh, a mermaid?
Ew.
Gay.

At least he's one of the cool, scary looking ones. He's got bones wrapped around his tail and little skulls in his hair. It's still gay to be a singing fish, but these details make it marginally better.

Still, he doesn't want to deal with any of this. As soon as he figures out how [you know, without legs and all], Nathan swims himself deep into the deepest part of the sea that he can reach and pokes around in an abandoned ship. It's not as cool as watching car crashes on TV, but it might be somehow cooler since these are like ancient car crashes, or something.

He finds a skeleton half trapped in splinters and rubble, and his mood significantly improves. )


Brutal.



𝖑𝖚𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖘𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖒 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖎𝖓 𝖜𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖗
amphitheater prompt
cw: murder/cannibalism discussion
( He's been on his own for a while, just swimming around the sea and minding his own business. It was cool at first, but the novelty has started to wear off. He wants to do stuff, see things.

There's a lot of hustle over at the island, and Nathan hasn't really seen too many other people. Maybe the rest of his band is over there. Or maybe this is all a really long, really elaborate dream? He's been known to have them.

But the first time he sees another person — a human, to be exact — he wants to kill them.

What an urge. He writes music about blood and death and stuff, but that doesn't mean he actually wants to see murders happen. Until now, apparently. He sees someone and decides that he has to have them, and that's that. Nathan's pretty used to getting his way, being a billionaire rock star and all, but he doesn't have that kind of pull as a skeleton fish man.

All day, he watches. Perhaps you feel intense eyes upon you. They disappear with a splash whenever Nathan drops back underwater, hiding from his prey.

At night, he decides it's time to try his hand at securing the victim.

Interestingly enough, he's already got a song about this exact scenario. How convenient. )


We'll rise
From our depths
Down below

Release yourselves...

Drown with me...

We... will... con... quer...
Land... with... wa... ter...


( What's he going to do with this if/when he gets them? Nathan isn't sure. Eat them, probably. He thinks that's what mermaids do. )



𝖓𝖊𝖙𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖐
network prompt
cw: n/a
WHERE THE FUCK IS CHARLES?!

( Sir, this is a Wendy's. )
yesdoubt: (and reach you)

network

[personal profile] yesdoubt 2024-03-11 11:44 am (UTC)(link)
[Some things, Momo is learning, change radically between worlds.

The internet is apparently not one of those things.]


You might have to be a bit more specific than that... (人 ̄ω ̄;)
Is this someone from your world?


[Seems like a safe assumption given the amount of people popping up.]

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Harry Du Bois | Disco Elysium

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I
[It’s with a sudden and terrifying realization that Harry finds himself standing outside the Whirling-in-Rags. He remembers this, of course he remembers this. It happened five days ago. He and Kim stand between two groups of people. Behind him, there are eight people, all of them unarmed and dressed like civilians.

In front of him, there are three angry and heavily armed mercenaries, drunk and furious.

It feels immediately wrong, and yet he feels compelled to say what he does next.]


Easy, now. No one needs to die here today…

[The one woman of the mercenary group is the one to respond.]

Oh, people are gonna die today.


II
[The place he finds himself in is… weird. Harry overlooks an unfamiliar harbor, frowning. A part of him is completely aware that he has never stepped foot onto a ship in his life, that he’s from Jamrock where most people don’t own MCs and can’t afford to take trips to the coast.

But another part of him, a currently louder part of him, is extremely excited to be stepping onto his boat. It’s not a very large boat, hardly big enough for a crew of three, but it’s his.

Plus, he has a hawk sitting on his shoulder. That’s fucking cool.]


Should we go sailing, Betty? Could catch you some breakfast.

[Betty squawks in what Harry interprets to be the affirmative.]

III
[The city is taking some getting used to.

Not that it’s a surprise, as Harry has never before left Revachol. People like him don’t, and he’s never had a reason to consider it before. Even lacking most of his memory, he knows that much.

Even so, District 7 still catches him by surprise.

Mostly because the moment he steps inside of it, night turns to day in an instant.]


What the hell?!

[Though it’s said to himself, anyone walking nearby gets approached.]

Do you know what’s going on? I stepped in here and suddenly it’s the middle of the day!
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III

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[This has been quite the whirlwind of excitement, and Zvei is particularly interested in exploring now that he has the freedom to do so. He's still marveling at just about everything in District 7 when he's approached by a stranger, and his smile is easy in response.]

Oh, I hardly noticed.

[...Is he serious...?? It's kind of hard to tell. But he laughs after a moment and gestures to the buildings.]

I've never seen anything quite like this before, after all! It's been a lot to take in.

[Not that he seems remotely bothered by it; he's definitely more excited than worried about the circumstances, anyway.

Though he may look like an ordinary person at a glance, getting closer will reveal that Zvei's not exactly human. He has pointed ears, and the sclera of his left eye is black, contrasting the normal white of his right eye. He's 6'0" and lanky, dressed in an oversized labcoat and form-fitting dark clothes beneath it.]

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Nakajima Atsushi | Bungo Stray Dogs

[personal profile] whitetigeratsushi 2024-03-21 12:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Arrival

(TW: blood, character death)

"Run, you fool!"

[The ship they are on is way too calm on the sea right outside of Yokohama for what is happening on board, for all the fighting and the blood that has already been spilled.

Atsushi is exhausted, blood dripping from several wounds on his body that haven't yet healed again, despite his abilities being stronger than ever.
But there's been too much, the fighting's being going on for too long, and there simply seems to be no winning.

Even now, with their latest plan failing, he isn't sure if there's any hope left to defeat the mighty foe their are facing.
And then Akutagawa chases forward, with one last attempt, one last idea after even combining their powers didn't work ...

And all that Atsushi can see is Akutagawa's smile as he yells at him to run and flee before it all turns red.
Before that smile falters and those eyes turn even darker than what they were before.]


"Run, you fool!"

[The ship they are on is way too calm on the sea right outside of Yokohama for what is happening on board, for all the fighting and the blood that has already been spilled.

But this time, they are not alone any more. Something feels different, something is off.
This person there, they weren't there before, or weren't they?

Atsushi frowns and shakes his head, trying to focus on the fight ahead.]



Amplitheater - The Little Mermaid

[When Atsushi opens his dual colored eyes there is a brief moment of panic. He is surrounded by water, little bubbles dancing all around him and he can't see the surface above his head.
However, he can very well see around himself, which .. shouldn't be possible so deep down in the ocean, right?
And after the initial panic subsides, he even realizes: he is able to breath.

Looking around, he finds himself in a beautiful underwater scenery, fish and other sea creatures making their way past him, colorful corals and seashells all around. It's fascinating, and upon wanting to take a closer look, Atsushi realizes that he himself has changed:
his upper half is still as he is used to: pale and skinny, even with the scars he got from his orphanage, but his lower half is that of a very pale, almost white tiger shark.
Maybe he should feel more confused about the fact that his legs are gone than he is, but his curiosity wins over, and he instead decides to swim towards where he can make out some more of these merefolks that he now seems to be a part of.]
Edited 2024-03-21 12:14 (UTC)
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Amplitheater - The Little Mermaid

[personal profile] key2myheart 2024-03-22 07:07 am (UTC)(link)
[It's been a doozy of a day so far for Sora. A bunch of weird stuff had happened, some of it he wasn't hadn't been so keen on and some of it had been actually pretty fun in that whole 'this is so weird it's funny' kind of away. He wasn't sure what was happening still but he was willing to say it wasn't the worst day he'd ever had.

Just...Odd.

And a good chunk of that was because he had found himself a shark boy...Again.

How that had happened, he wasn't sure. Just that he'd been having a dream of sorts and near the end of it he'd been falling (again) and had ended up splashing into water (also again). Though that had been when things had gone differently and he'd found himself sporting that familiar blue finned shark's tail.

Weird since he didn't remember being on Atlantis or even anywhere near it but, here he was. He'd swam around a bit, found some kind of merfolk square and pretty quickly realized that this place might share some commonalities with the other merfolk world he'd been to but it was definitely not the same place. For one thing, there had only been one sea witch and there was no such thing as undead merfolk but that didn't actually seem to be that much of a problem?

Or at least, no one actually seemed that concerned about it. So, Sora paid it no mind either as he explored and tried to figure out just what the heck was actually going on with him and around here. A lot of the people seemed to be...Kind of one dimensional if that made any kind of sense. Like they would or could only answer certain questions and if he stuck around long enough, they would start to repeat themselves. And some of them just kind of randomly sang...In groups...With synchronized arm movements. As if triggered by some unseen cue.

On such event had just started to happen once again and seeing as during the last one, Sora had been dragged in and totally flubbed it, he decided that it wasn't worth the risk and had started to swim further away from the gathering group of 10 or so merfolk as they began to sing about how excited they were for the upcoming royal wedding...Also again.

He was floating there and shaking his head a little to himself when another merfolk came swimming over with an almost curious look to his face. Okay, that was also kind of weird since most of the singing and dancing (if that was the term) merfolk didn't usually look like they were wondering what was going on.]


"Um...They haven't gotten to the chorus yet if you're hoping to join in?"

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