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beleos ([personal profile] beleos) wrote in [community profile] kenosooc2023-03-10 03:37 pm
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MARCH TDM + SETTING UPDATES


BEARING FRUIT (NEW CHARACTERS ONLY)
It starts out as a pleasant dream. You’re in your favorite place, with your favorite people. It’s a moment of idyllic comfort.
And then, it goes wrong. The sky turns dark above, and as you look up, you see the black expanse of space spotted with faraway pinprick lights of stars. Yet, they’re not stars. You’re certain. They’re watching you. A billion eyes all looking down, and they spill forth as if sky itself was a dam holding back those dark waters. You reach back to the people you’re with, but they’re frozen in place. Their eyes are black, reflecting only the expanse of dark eyes.

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

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

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

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

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

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


TWO CITIES, ALIKE IN DIGNITY
With the new Shard-Bearers present or en route, it is Kathova and Cetina that approach the established ones, requesting that they form mentorships with the new souls to assist them with the integration process. To this end, they have both provided a centralized zone in both Highstorm and Springstar for a small, casual meet-and-greet to be held before the new Shard-Bearers are unleashed upon Kenos as a whole.

Additionally, as Springstar and Highstorm are holding their events on different days, it is possible for the knowledge-hungry to participate in both informational sessions -- the tones and opinions held by both cities are doubtless to differ, and some Shard-Bearers who have chosen to harmonize with either faction may even find their way to the opposing faction's session as well.

SPRINGSTAR, αιώνιος ήλιος

In Springstar, the seat of the Tribune becomes available for such a forum. While a section of the building itself has been reserved for the meeting between fresh faces and experienced Shard-Bearers alike, the hustle and bustle of Heliopolis continues around them -- acolytes still gather their robes and tomes, hurrying from their quarters to lessons. A score of young militants march in step across the yard to the training grounds.

Tables draped in white-and-gold-trimmed fabrics fare filled with fare typical to Springstar's warmer climate -- fruits and wines, savory smoked meats and roasted vegetables, a series of meze platters and souvlaki skewers have been lain out to encourage forum participants to snack as they speak. The atmosphere is light, ambient with informality and friendliness, though topics will inevitably stray towards philosophic, Springstar's meeting grounds are decorated with handsome chaise lounges and slouching klismos chairs in small, intimate groupings.

However, those who have attended the forum in the past or simply have a sharp eye may notice: food doesn’t flow as freely in a feast-like setting as before. It’s more subdued in presentation and portion because as you may hear, the Blight (see below) is an affliction that’s been affecting the food stores of Springstar and Highstorm both. The Meri are nervous about this and blame it on the Zenites since they had won the Oracle on the Scorching Isles (January's event) and with it, punished the Meridian, even if unintentionally. As such, those who are notable Zenites or who wear their allegiance openly may not be treated as kindly. The military also seems to be more present at the forum. These two things are related, as it turns out, because only a few days after the new Shard-Bearers arrive, an invasion will begin.

HIGHSTORM, луны-близнецы

Eternally in opposition, Highstorm provides the Manor's courtyard as the setting for their informational meeting. Formality is of utmost importance here, with attending Zenith loyalists and residents dressed in beautiful, albeit austere attire -- they are, after all, standing before Lady Yima's home. A buffet-style luncheon is spread alongside one of the largest reflecting pools, wherein you may gaze and find your memories revealed in retrospect upon the water's surface.

There are few places to be seated in the Manor's courtyard, resulting in a milling of bodies as they flow and ebb between smaller gatherings, clustering in small-to-large groups with small platters and shimmering flutes of drink held in their hands.

The mood of Highstorm is subdued as always, but still seems to be pleasant and joyous thanks to claiming the Oracle in the Scorching Isles. The Blight may be affecting the city and causing plants and the like to die, but there’s admittedly not much of it to be seen with Highstorm’s harsh winters. Maybe they’re not hit as badly as Springstar, or maybe they just haven’t noticed yet. Only time will tell. But regardless, notable Meri or those that wear their allegiance more openly will be treated politely, but perhaps with a little condescension. Highstorm is one step closer to winning than Springstar, after all.


para bellum (the occupation of alenroux)
A few days after new Shard-Bearers arrive, the word spreads quickly as the campaign begins: Meridian is invading Alenroux.

To those who have Harmonized with Meridian, they’ll be contacted by Cyrus through Communion 48 hours before the invasion begins. As he explains, Springstar is a city that depends on Alenroux far more than Highstorm (because of its much larger population), and with Alenroux currently under Zenite control, it’s imperative that they make sure that Zenith isn’t able to cut off access and cause a famine for Springstar. Zenith won’t be denied access to Alenroux or its bounty either, he makes that clear. This is just a matter of being proactive in their defense to protect their people. For the Meridian, their goals in supporting this effort are clear:

  • Create secure outposts. Well-built, defensible outposts are needed, so anyone who can assist with building efforts, and quickly are appreciated.
  • Defend the outposts and the Meri soldiers at large. Alenroux is still dangerous because of the monsters, and soldiers will be staying overnight. Fighting off monsters is something that will also eventually make Alenroux inhabitable.
  • Prevent Zenith interference. Highstorm surely won’t be happy about this, so make sure that the soldiers and the outposts are protected from Zenites just as much as from the monsters that roam the lands.
And indeed, the invasion and occupation does come as a surprise to Highstorm. While they had noted the increased training of Springstar’s military, it was assumed to be in preparation for the intensified tensions of losing the first Oracle, not something as bold as an open act of war like this.

It takes some time for Yima to learn more about the events herself, but Zenith will also be contacted through Communion. With the air of a disappointed mother, she’ll explain that Meridian’s choice is regrettable since she thought they would be better than this. Yima explains that there’s no need to turn Alenroux into an open warzone and cut off both cities from their breadbasket. Instead, she lays out the following direction to gently break Meridian’s spirit first before turning to open hostilities:

  • Collect information. Where are the outposts, how many soldiers are assigned to them, and what are their general movements. Scouting and spying will be valuable. Learning more about the Meri Shard-Bearers’ capabilities while they’re fighting creatures rather than Zenites is also useful.
  • Create dissent. The people that work and visit Alenroux regularly have mixed feelings about the occupation unless they’re Meridian loyalists. Making the campaign unpopular with the people can push Meridian back without needing to raise a finger.
  • Sabotage. But don’t get caught doing it, at least for now. Whether breaking defenses or leading more powerful monsters to the encampments, it’s best to break morale before needing to fight back openly.
If you’re unharmonized when all of this begins, then you’ll be finding out about it with the general populace. However, it’s a good opportunity to learn what a faction is about in a more hands-on way. Though you may not be privy to their private, factional discussions, both sides will still welcome the help of those still yet to decide.


SETTING UPDATES
In both locations, information passes between all in a forum, spread and disseminated among the masses - it's a good opportunity for city residents, faction loyalists and interested new parties to share and share alike. Once the meet-and-greet has concluded, twin missives from both faction leads are read out -- invitations for all present to explore the cities to their heart's content, and warnings about stumbling ill-prepared ( or at all ) into the Below, or worse yet, the Beyond. As Shard-Bearers new and old take in their cities, they'll all see it change throughout the month...

OOC, these are all updates to the setting at large that players both new and old are free to interact with as little or as much as they wish! Feel free to use them as prompts on this post, in your characters on-going lives and arcs, or just let them go "that's none of my business" and ignore it. The world of Kenos is shaped by our playerbase, and these are some of the wider reaching effects of various player plots and actions.

THE BLIGHT

During the events of the Scorching Isles, Shard-Bearers encountered an affliction upon the island and unintentionally brought it back to Highstorm and Springstar with them. Known simply as “the Blight,” this condition steals time from the things it infects. It most frequently infects inanimate objects and will cause them to rot or degrade rapidly (such as a piece of metal rusting within hours) but is able to infect living things as well. Most notably, the Blight is infecting plants and animals in the two cities. Plants both decorative and necessary will wither and die, and small animals grow sick and die seemingly of old age. This has been seen in small amounts throughout the past month OOC but is greatly increased in frequency in March and beyond.
FURTHER DETAILS
  • Within the NPC populace, there’s a low-grade fear of the Blight intensifying and being able to infect larger animals/the people. There’s no evidence of this yet, but Shard-Bearers that were on the Scorching Isles will know this is possible.
  • Some characters will be aware that the rare, blue flowers that grow in the barren portions of World’s End (February’s event location) seem to reduce the effects of the detrimental effects of the Oracle and the Blight. Because of some drops of characters that knew this information, you can assume that characters are able to learn this information if they’re interested enough to dig into it.
  • Dr. Julia Melnik of Springstar is openly researching cures for the Blight and will recruit anyone interested to be research assistants to test formulations of cures on afflicted plants/creatures. You can handwave these interactions and use them for prompt(s), if you’d like!
  • Finally, if curing the Blight is something your character would specifically be interested in, please note it in your Character Survey so that the Loremasters will be able to help you pursue this organically.

THE OCCUPATION OF ALENROUX

As mentioned above, Meridian has launched a surprise invasion and occupation of Alenroux. Because Meridian was able to successfully keep their efforts a secret throughout the months (!) they’ve been planning this, Zenith will not be able to repel their advances… Immediately, at least. After roughly a week OOC from this log’s posting, the Meridian outposts in Alenroux will be stable and will change the island in the following ways:
FURTHER DETAILS
  • Outposts have been established in well-chosen, defensible locations throughout the island of Alenroux. They’re clustered more heavily closer to the Cornerstone and are non-existent in the more dangerous Northern portion of the island where little farming is done anyways.
  • Meridian soldiers will be always staying in the camps and outposts. For now, they’re a more supervisory force that are protecting the farmlands of Alenroux. During the day cycle, the military will respond with hostility to anyone that threatens the farms. If your character would antagonize or outright fight Meridian military, please contact a Loremaster, since this will have repercussions! Otherwise, the soldiers will assist workers and visitors to Alenroux in a professional manner.
  • During the night cycle, the military will defend their outposts from monsters and make occasional offensive excursions to reduce the threat of monsters. The secondary goal of the Meridian military is also to make Alenroux a place that people can live, though this is a longer term effort.
  • Meridian Shard-Bearers will be strongly encouraged to assist with the effort. “Assist” is purposefully defined broadly so that characters can help in whatever way suits them. Scouting, building, monster killing, or just morale improving are all valid ways that will gain favor with their faction and may lead to further opportunity. For now, abstaining will not have consequences, but may in the future.
  • Zenith Shard-Bearers will be treated with suspicion in Alenroux and are not allowed to approach any of the Meridian outposts, or at least not without triggering a fight. The military will not outright attack Zenites (unless provoked) and essentially encouraged to move along. However, they may wish to gather information about the outposts and Meridian forces to attempt to push back against the occupation.
  • Unharmonized Shard-Bearers are not treated with hostility, but similar to Zeniths will not be allowed to enter any of the encampments.
  • If your character has an interest in continuing or stopping the occupation, please note it in your Character Survey so that Loremasters will be able to help you pursue this organically.
If Zenith would like to repel these advances, this is a response that will be purely in player hands (but will be assisted by Zenite NPCs, of course!). If they want to reclaim Alenroux, they can, or they can simply let Meridian continue. It’s up to you! This is something that Zenite players should discuss both IC and OOC, and if this plot develops further, Loremasters will help facilitate the ongoing conflict as a part of our changing game environment.

SMALLER CHANGES

HIGHSTORM: GREENWOOD YARDS Considering the affliction that threatens the well-being of flora and small fauna alike, the greenhouses are far more discerning with those who are permitted inside its gates, afraid of the contagion affecting the precious, invaluable greenery of long-dead worlds. After the occupation of Alenroux, Meridian will be outright turned away, and while Zenith possesses no formal military or police, the greenskeepers appear to be prepared to defend their property with physical force should it come to that. Unharmonized are still allowed inside. The rest of the Yard beyond the greenhouses are still open to all factions.

And though it may seem an odd place for such a gathering, the indoor bathhouse at the far end of the Yards appears to be gaining popularity for mysterious reasons; if asked, none of the locals will explain the abrupt uptick in visitation. But should you investigate yourself, the reason why becomes apparent through experience: the tea served by the attendants here has changed properties. Should you be a Zenite, you will be served a cup that decreases your body's natural need for food and drink for 24 hours - an effort to test a concoction to relieve the need to deplete resources and lessen the city's reliance on Alenroux. Should you be a Meridian, the tea you're served will increase your appetite a considerable degree even if you normally do not require sustenance, and you will find yourself unfulfilled even if you are unwise and eat yourself to the point of illness; this lasts for 24 hours. The Unharmonized will find the tea might make them vaguely woozy, and either cause mild increase or decrease in appetite.
KOWLOON: DRAUMAHOL (cw: drugs)
    Those that frequent Kowloon may have heard about the sudden disappearance of the former owner and operator of the drug den Draumahol, though it was only really noted because of the business being closed for a few days. Practically unheard of, since the desperate of Highstorm and Springstar come to Draumahol for their various fixes that are a little more taboo on the surface. But, never fear. After a brief closure, Draumahol reopens.

    While it may not be obvious early in the month, it'll be increasingly so that Draumahol is under new management. Those that frequent the business enough will be able to figure out that the new owner is Silco (or, if you personally know him, it's fairly obvious). If you would like to plot anything regarding Draumahol, we encourage reaching out to Silco's player, Jill!
SPRINGSTAR: THE CHURCH After the loss of the first Oracle, the Church of Heliopolis has been busy tending to its flock as the numbers coming to seek comfort swell. The gatherings aren't formal "services" so much as they're chances for people to come together and inspire each other with their homes and dreams of home. One formal process that does stick out though is that with each "service" one member will tap into the world shown in their sunbeam and open their minds to Communion. Anyone that wishes to can also experience this member's home, see their friends, loved ones, and the sights. It's a intimate bonding activity, but seems to be very cathartic for those that partake.

Additionally, those that come by the Church frequently enough to be known faces at the "services" may also be approached by priests and priestesses and invited to join in smaller ceremonies. Always taking place during Springstar's dawn or dusk, these ceremonies have a markedly different vibe and are lead by Hieropoios Natalia herself. Attending these ceremonies is an exclusive honor that will reduce attendees' Discord and has a subtly addictive quality that will encourage them to return. Hm!
OOC NOTES
  • Welcome to Kenos! As a reminder, all new players need an invite to apply to the game, which are now open.
  • This log is Game Canon. Any characters who are not apped to the game will disappear. If Cyrus or Yima are asked, they’ll explain that this sometimes happens since not every soul has a strong tether to Kenos and sometimes return to the Timestream. They may return to Kenos one day, but for now, weren’t able to make the full journey.
  • As a note primarily for current players, closed toplevels/prompts are not allowed in this log. If you would like to interact with the setting changes in a way that isn't open to all characters (new and old), we ask that you instead make a log in [community profile] kenoslogs.
  • As a general reminder, any new characters that choose Zenith will receive a bonus 2 AC token reward, which is a purely OOC incentive. Our factions are a bit imbalanced at the moment, so we'd appreciate more Zenites!

  • FOR NEW PLAYERS:

  • When characters emerge from their cocoon/the ground, they may be wearing their normal clothes or nude. Up to you!
  • At some point in the days after leaving the Tree of Life, new Shard-Bearers will have a dream, even if they're usually not capable of sleeping. All new players should read this post since this details how they'll learn about both factions and their goals and should help them make a decision about which Faction they'd be drawn to.
  • As a reminder, your character has a Shard somewhere on their body that encompasses their soul, so keep note of where you're sticking it on their person for reference! Additionally, they have a tattoo of their Aspect somewhere on their body. Please be mindful this Aspect will be assigned to you upon approval and whatever you choose for the TDM may be temporary (for new characters)!
  • For the Highstorm and Springstar prompts, both cities will be fully open and accessible to all characters once they are freed from their rather harrowing ordeal at the Tree of Life. For prompt ideas and any general information about the cities and what you can find there, please see the Navigation page and check out the locations!
  • New characters will not have access to any canon abilities on the TDM until they Harmonize, AKA make a choice of which faction they choose to support. For some characters, this may be an easy decision, but it make take others time. We just ask you keep this in mind!

  • CODING
    warmare: (舞踏会)

    ii.a springstar

    [personal profile] warmare 2023-03-12 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Hayame did not come to these meetings because she took pleasure from "helping" new shard-bearers find their bearing. The few times she had attempted to reach out to others had ended poorly, and she did not like feeling disrespected any more than she liked wasting her time. The more (so-called) generous amongst their number could see to the babysitting.

    But she did like to scope out what she could expect from them. Who seemed capable as a fighter, who looked like they might actually be useful in a-

    Someone is asking her... for her food. The seven foot something centaurine woman turns to look down at the (what she expects is) human, cocking her head a moment to get a better look with her one remaining eye before answering.]


    Yes.

    [She weighed about half a ton, it's a lot of muscular body to keep fed and energized. And honestly, that's all she's tempted to say, but... Helpful, she is just as capable of being helpful as anyone-]

    - Once your Harmonize, you will have enough coin not to need bother people with that sort of question.

    [... It was intended to be helpful.]
    erbe: Because I'm looking straight ahead (037)

    [personal profile] erbe 2023-03-12 04:28 pm (UTC)(link)
    ["Good girl," he says! It immediately makes her want to be defiant and splash that water in his face, but... she's not stupid. If she wants to be able to separate from him any time soon she'll have to drink.

    As Dark offers her the water she rises just enough to sit up. Her petite hand reaches out to take the glass from him. Tohsaka inspects the liquid before drinking it, but without any of her abilities she's just left to trust him.

    Ew. But there's little other option, so she accepts and puts back half the glass.]


    Thanks.

    [She doesn't sound especially grateful.]
    bakedapple: (fanart // sunset)

    [personal profile] bakedapple 2023-03-12 04:42 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Link watches the chutzpah play out before him without saying anything. Well — he is saying quite a lot, actually, just not with words. His offer to share the meat might be interpreted by some as a concession, but he does not break eye contact with the man the entire time. He watches him carefully, unflinching and unintimidated, even as he seats himself across from Link and brazenly pulls the plate towards the center of the table with his greasy, licked hand. ]

    Who are you? [ Link rests his crossed arms on the table and stares. ]
    dawnlord: (pic#16049707)

    BONDREWD, THE NOVEL ( definitely zenith, likely stargazer )

    [personal profile] dawnlord 2023-03-12 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)

    — BEARING FRUIT.

    Aah, wonderful — ! How wonderful!

    [ The moment he emerges from the ground, he is singing strange praise into the sky. Arms spread, palms cradling the air itself as he turns the glowing line of his dark helm to the body of the Tree of Life, following the colossal height of it far, far into the spread of its branches and towering crown. If he sounds as though he is a little in love with everything before him, it is not wrong; unlike the majority of Shardbearers, he arrives joyously. The calm set of his shoulders does not betray a man (?) who is upset by the dream all share, but one who instead has already assessed his situation and decided to be delighted with it.

    Dirt clings to the tread of his heavy boots, into the seams of metal helm and the —

    flexing, metal exoskeleton that lashes behind him. A lizard-like tail, dotted with glowing, violet lights that blur into long lines of soft neon, like he is aglow from within. The overcoat he arrives disguises the general shape of his body, the ends tattered and worn from age and use. He appears to be less a clean-cut figure, and more someone who has seen the ages pass and taken an active role in them. His voice, deep and methodical, turns from the praise he issues before the world, towards something inquisitive.

    He turns upon the one who has found themselves in his vicinity. His tone is slow, low, and with no facial features to be seen, there is an element of inhumanity to him. A gentle-voiced void, creeping and catching its bearings: ]
    To be able to bear witness to another world is the most incredible gift, is it not?

    — TWO CITIES.

    [ Eventually, Bondrewd makes it to civilization. Not because he wishes to — no, he would liked to have lingered at the Tree of Life, to have taken samples from its bark and leaf, to have delved among the roots to investigate what remained of the dryad that had once lived there, but he had no instruments. Not even a notebook to jot down his errant thoughts, and thus he had to abandon scientific progress for the moment, promising the Tree of Life he would be back. He would return. Both a promise, and a threat.

    Dutifully, he attends both informationals, never one to shirk his duty to adhere to method.

    A. IN SPRINGSTAR, he can be observed marveling at the food. A spread unlike anything he has ever seen before, and somewhere in between his arrival and his attendance, he has managed to scrounge up a pad of paper and a pen. The platters before him remain untouched, while he feverishly sketches the still-life of their existence onto the paper, filling the page with dark-lined, foreign writing. Taking notes, perhaps, on the fare. Or worse, on all that he sees before him. ]


    Excuse me.

    [ He advances, frighteningly intense, upon anyone who is actually eating at Springstar's event, brandishing his pen thoughtfully as he taps it against the heavy, dark metal of his helm. ]

    Would you mind describing what you eat? The texture, the taste, the degree of satisfaction you feel when it fills you — for example.

    B. AND IN HIGHSTORM, he has hardly needed to speak with the Lady, to know what he wishes above all else. The knowledge that she is able to pluck important things from the flow of time itself is enticing, and how badly he wishes to strap Zenith's beautiful, mysterious leader to a cool, metal table and see exactly what grants her this power. Is it her age? Is there something to her biology? What are the properties of her Shard — if she even has one.

    He even looks like he belongs, in the deep, darkened realm of Highstorm; black-and-violet in appearance, and fastidiously put together. He's shined his helm, his shoes, adjusted the dark cravat around his throat — and thrown himself into his lust for work, for information. ]


    You say there was a situation, involving the — combining of souls? And the shards we have within our bodies are the embodiment of the soul? How wonderful! How clever, to prove the existence of the soul in all things by forcing it to be observable. I must wonder, oh, I must wonder then —

    [ His tone twists, curious and clever: ] Does that mean those without Shards do not have souls?

    — ALENROUX.

    A. DAYTIME. [ By the time he reaches Alenroux, it is as a Zenith collaborator. He burns with the energy of Highstorm, and seems not at all bothered by the mistrust that Springstar's forces show to him. After all, he has made his choice, the same as anyone else before him has; there is no judgment from him, as he is urged to step away from the outpost and retreat, for he will be permitted no closer without a Meridian escort in the daylight. And at night, the guards intone, we will simply shoot you, escort or not. ]

    Of course, of course! I only wished to meet with the Meridian that may be within the outpost, if you would be so kind as to let them know that 'Bondrewd' awaits them outside, and that I have queries for them — I would be grateful.

    B. NIGHTTIME. [ A beast roars, somewhere in the dark. Tangled with the hostile bellow is the high shriek of another, a fearful voice that begins to scream and scream — apologies and pleas for aid, while the heavy brush and standing trees shake with the impact of whatever monster looms in the evening. It chases someone, likely a guard who has stepped but an inch too far beyond safe territory. Alenroux is a place not unlike the Abyss, to Bondrewd; beautiful, tamable, full of elements to examine and research and catalogue and understand. And it is deadly. The guard will likely die to the teeth and claws of the thing that pursues her.

    In fact, she breaks the treeline, sagging and heaving for breath, moments before the monster does. It is sinuous, equipped with powerful back legs like a panther, and its muscles bunch as it slows — preparing to spring upon the guardswoman, once and for all. She is so close.

    ( He thinks, for a moment, to observe her death. To watch the way the monster falls upon her, how it dines and what parts of her body it will favor first as it eats her. Will it eat her? Does it only seek her body to toy with? Aah, how wonderful. )

    He steps forth, a sleek figure of black and glowing, violet light that slots himself into position between the fleeing guardswoman and the encroaching beast. Steadily, he lifts his arm, cocking his elbow at the barreling monster like a rifle. Upon what appeared to be a blocky elbow pad, a pool of white-and-cornflower blue light begins to shine, and: ]
    Sparagmos.

    [ The precise beam slices through the foreleg of the monster, severing it and sending it stumbling with a howl of shock. But, not pain. Despite that it stumbles, the monster seems to try to continue putting weight on a limb that no longer exists, confused and briefly distracted by the strangeness of it. ]

    Oya oya, [ Bondrewd purrs in the interim, looking back to the guardswoman — and the one who has just joined him, in kind. ] Go to safety, little one. We will handle this matter on your behalf.

    [ WILL WE? ]

    — OOC.

    [ Bondrewd is a guy who has Literally Sacrificed his Humanity and he vibes with Literally Anything and Everything, so don't even second guess that intensive or wacky idea you have. He's definitely going to join the Zenith faction, and may be a Stargazer in aspect, so pretend like he is atm. Here is a sneak peek at what he's like (pax that's just music — YEAH, YEAH HIS THEME SONG FUCKS). Think Shou Tucker, but actually a REALLY GREAT DAD!

    You can find me on [plurk.com profile] cryptids or at PAX#8074 for questions or plotting. ]
    Edited 2023-03-12 17:11 (UTC)
    pyojeol: (pic#16053788)

    [personal profile] pyojeol 2023-03-12 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
    The genre wouldn't make sense if it wasn't on purpose. And there's always a third party in these kinds of novels.

    [Not to mention the whole Manon fiasco, which Sooyoung hadn't been in person for. But people talk, and she knows enough. Anything more -- well, she hadn't exactly been interested. Unfortunately, being only marginally involved in her faction means that she can't muster the motivation to try and win outside of situations involving the Oracle.

    But she'd never been good at playing nice, or fostering commitment. ]


    And we've got enough shady weirdos in Highstorm who'd try for it. That, and we've got even more shady people here in Springstar who'd do it and pin it on Zenith.
    hauntedking: (07)

    [personal profile] hauntedking 2023-03-12 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Dimitri is taller, true - and the lance gives him even greater reach. But he's dueled Felix enough times to know he shouldn't underestimate the determination of someone to overcome such disadvantages. He studies Link's movement for a long moment and then follows him, stepping sideways to match his movement and as link comes forward, he likewise moves to meet him, trying a short jab with the lance to test his defenses and reaction. ]
    warmare: (キモイ)

    iii'ish wildcard??

    [personal profile] warmare 2023-03-12 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Hayame was unwilling to let Meridian suffer another loss. After the events that had transpired in the Scorching Isles, she had thrown herself into training Springstar's military, assuring their archers were as finely honed as she could make them, all for the occupation that the Tribune had informed her of secretly in advance. And to that end... she had watched the Springstar information meeting from afar, keeping track of those who looked strong or potentially useful.

    And now... one of those people is in Alenroux amidst the non-shard-bearing population of farmers. The sound of hoofbeats signals that someone is passing by on horseback... except-]


    You there.

    [A voice rings out. The shadow of the speaker behind him is strange. When he turns, it will be clear where the horse's head is. Nowhere. The speaker is a centaurine woman who stands over seven feet in height, her muscular frame only made more fearsome by the fact that she clutches a bow in hand nearly as long as she is tall.]

    Are you lost?
    subsist: (pic#15626278)

    alenroux.

    [personal profile] subsist 2023-03-12 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Who Vash ends up approaching is a young teenager who flinches once a very tall man with a shiny (scary) mechanical arm approaches him. He is carrying a basket of freshly picked fruits, but that doesn't seem to help any of his attempts to make himself even smaller. At the very least, it's something to hide behind. ]

    I— I don't know, mister. It happened so fast...

    [ Then, with big fearful green eyes, he looks up at Vash. They seem to mirror the same concern that the other has already expressed. ]

    Do you think they'll start hurting everyone...?
    Edited (we pretend i understood the limits of this spell...... he can be a teen instead,) 2023-03-13 05:28 (UTC)
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    [personal profile] helloween 2023-03-12 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
    Uh-huh.

    [ Dark's own manners are so atrocious that he's nearly impervious to when others aren't being so receptive. Tohsaka's thank you bounces off his thick skull as anything else might. He doesn't rise from his squat by her couch and sets the pitcher on the ground beside him, wetting the carpet beneath with its ice-cold condensation. ]

    You're real cute. Wanna make this a mixed bathing place?

    [ Blue eyes don't leave her. They're fixated as if she's prey. Dark has never been anything but upfront with anyone. Has never needed to be. Waiting for Tohsaka to finish her glass of water, his gaze trails her over, presently satisfied with his pick of female to bother. ]
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    [personal profile] helloween 2023-03-12 05:43 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ He swallows a bite of the turkey leg after a stretch of being distracted by and remembers that Link is there. The little guy isn't looking as happy as he is about their current arrangement, but Dark doesn't care. ]

    The one and only master sorcerer, young, wild, and handsome protagonist— Dark Schneider. And you? You...

    [ He outstretches an arm and puts his hand in Link's hair. As if petting a puppy dog, Dark strokes the blonde top of Link's bangs side to side. ]

    You're a smart little villager, huh. Already know who you should show your belly to, gyahaha!

    [ Yes, he is definitely interpreting this as a surrender on Link's end, but it's probably for the best. Had the turkey leg not been passed on to Dark peacefully, the situation would've come to be far more annoying. More annoying than this, if one might believe. ]
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    [personal profile] skelters 2023-03-12 05:43 pm (UTC)(link)
    Oh! [ vash is holding a roll of blanket tucked under one arm, and a canteen of water and some other things in hand, and his expression brightens when seeing rin turn around to face him. ]

    You look like you're feeling better. Here, [ handing her the water first, ] drink up. I got a bowl here, too, if you wanted to wash the dirt off.

    [ if she takes them from him, vash will just, you know, continue on with his oddball good guy act and reach for the blanket, shaking it out with clear intent to give that to her as well, to drape over her shoulders or to sit on.

    also, is he avoiding the question, or is he just too busy? who knows! ]
    erbe: Flash and the sunlight bursts (039)

    [personal profile] erbe 2023-03-12 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Genre? Novel? Tohsaka begins doubting Sooyoung's assessment now that it's based on such things as tropes and fictional trends.]

    Where would you place your most solid bet?

    [The skewer she has is finished off, and now that she has already taken that plunge she'll reach for another.]
    warmare: (騎射)

    V.b

    [personal profile] warmare 2023-03-12 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
    [When Hayame had sent the injured scout back to the outpost with a snarl for them to send back-up, she hadn't known whether it would be a new shard-bearer or Springstar troops. Ideally, she would have defeated the monster on her own, but...

    Unfortunately, this one has a bony carapace around it's body that is proving rather difficult to penetrate.

    Her swift legs have kept her from being caught in the things claws as she dodges about behind stone and tree to take her shots, wearing it down, but suddenly... someone else is there. Someone loud, and laughing?, and even though that detail is bizarre there's no time to be annoyed by it. Instead, she gallops past to take advantage of its targetting of the new woman on the scene (vaguely recalling her from the earlier days of the occupation), firing off an arrow mid-stride that lodges in the thing's brow-bone.

    Tch, so godsdamn close--]


    Aim for the eyes or under the throat!

    [Where where are gaps in the bone-like overlap of the thing's natural armor.]
    wolof: (Kneel)

    IIA

    [personal profile] wolof 2023-03-12 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ He eats like a man starving. To be fair to him, it's quite possible he could be. Whereas Akua had eaten before the event -- old habits die hard -- and she only had a single drink in hand, she still watches the buffet table, because many of the new folks had been making their way there throughout the entire event. She waits, until he's had his fill, to approach, since she's not one to interrupt someone while eating.

    Except. She thinks it's going to take a while, because the boy had really filled his plate up, hadn't he? Really filled it up. So, there was nothing for it, and she was going to approach him while eating anyway. Being someone who wanted a good handle on new arrivals, their capabilities, and who they were, she can't help but swing in for an approach.

    With a glass of wine in hand, she neared him, picking up a single piece of...something, she wasn't paying attention to it anyway, and then turned to him, and looked at his plate.
    ]

    Are you starving?

    [ She asked, curiously. ]
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    [personal profile] erbe 2023-03-12 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Oh. We're back to being unreasonable, are we? Doesn't she look like she's had enough of the bath? Or is he implying something else?

    Either way Tohsaka thinks through her options. She could play along and tell him she'll join him in the bath when she recovers, but he might just scoop her up again and take her with him. She could splash her remaining water in his face, but... well that would be unfortunate. For the water.]


    Doesn't it seem like I've had enough of the bath?
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    ii.

    [personal profile] subsist 2023-03-12 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Luckily for her, the person she ends up splashing is someone who can manipulate ice and water at all. Kaeya manages to avoid getting himself all wet by turning the splash into snow instead — way easier to manage than having to deal with damp clothes all day. He laughs, not at all bothered by what just happened. ]

    You're alright.

    [ He dusts the snow off his person, and then gestures at the pool with a nod of his head. ]

    It can be quite disorienting, hm? Seeing memories like this.
    subsist: (pic#15697800)

    02.

    [personal profile] subsist 2023-03-12 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Kaeya only happens to be passing along.

    He's on his way home after a long day spent at places beyond Highstorm, keeping himself busy as he always does. The need to revisit this place every now and then just to keep his Discord in check can be quite annoying, really, and this time he might have pushed the limits just a tiny bit too far. Maybe it's why he appears more tired than usual, not as alert and aware of his surroundings.

    It takes him a moment or two that someone had lost their balance, but when he realizes what happens, he is careful to approach. He heard what she said earlier so he'll keep that in mind. It's not what matters most right now. ]


    Is everything alright...?
    erbe: It's not cloudy, it's very honest (041)

    [personal profile] erbe 2023-03-12 06:18 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Unfortunately for Vash she's a smidgen to observant for that. When Tohsaka leans in to take the canteen from him her hand actually bypasses the offering altogether to instead pat his cheek like he isn't a fully grown man towering over her petite Japanese frame.]

    Oh, of course you didn't! Silly me to make the assumption. You know, people like you really tick me off!

    [Her smile and tone of voice don't reflect that at all! And yet somehow underneath it all it doesn't feel like a lie either.]
    diversionist: (andor » too late for that.)

    [personal profile] diversionist 2023-03-12 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ jyn doesn't protest as he brings them back to the situation they've found themselves in. as he draws back, less embracing her and more speaking to her at close range. she speaks with level voice and head high, asks immediately the most practical thing she can in this moment. in the space of a few breaths, she transforms from the woman who'd held him as he died to the woman he'd met on yavin 4 and gotten to know on jedha, on eadu, even on scarif. the consummate survivor. the ex-soldier of one of the most brutal men this side of the war. it's remarkable, as she always is.

    and that makes it easier for him to settle back into the skin of the spy who will do anything for the rebel alliance. one of general draven's most trusted operatives, most discreet, most capable; able to get information from the unlikeliest of places, no matter how much it'd dirty his hands. captain andor, with the warm smile and the warmer blaster at his side. ]


    Walk with me.

    [ he is hyperaware now, of the gathering around him. who might have seen them? who might have heard? whatever damage has been done is irrevocable, but he can at least exercise some subtlety now. he nods towards the fringes of the party, places where it's easier to go unseen, and starts walking in that direction. his hand slides into one of hers as he moves, though his eyes stay on their destination. ]
    fishfearme: (gentle neutral)

    II

    [personal profile] fishfearme 2023-03-12 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Even though Byleth acknowledged that the chances were slim, he still went to the Tree of Life to see if any of the new arrivals were Jeralt - not that he got a chance to hunt for him, since he was almost immediately accosted by a naked buff woman. She all but demanded attention in both volume and presence.]

    Oh, yes, you must be cold like that.

    [That's what you focus on Byleth? He was entirely unbothered by the sight before him, his gaze only dipping low briefly to check that, yep, she didn't have a stitch of clothing on her. Not even socks...]

    ...here. [He unlatched his cloak from around his shoulders, shrugged his arms out of its sleeves, and held it out.] You may borrow this until you find clothes of your own. Please return it afterwards.
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    Veyle | Fire Emblem Engage | Zenith Exalt

    [personal profile] fellspirit 2023-03-12 06:33 pm (UTC)(link)
    I. BEARING FRUIT
    [Veyle dreams. She dreams that darkness finally took Elyos, that her father had his wish, and that she was gone along with everything else. In the end, it's almost a relief.

    But not quite. She awakes with a start and a gasp for air, and a strange amethyst-like stone suspended above her that looks... almost like it could be a fragment of her own dragonstone. She's afraid of it for a moment, but it also doesn't seem right to leave it, so she gingerly takes it.

    Is it the right thing to do? Maybe it would stay buried down here, with her. But she can hear movement or a voice, muffled nearby. Another survivor, maybe...? She tentatively pushes the dirt aside and pulls herself up and out of the earth, clutching the Shard to her chest. She's a slight girl dressed in a (slightly dirty) white dress, barefoot, with broken chains around her ankles. She locks eyes with another survivor, newly arrived like her or not, and the selfish relief passes into a realisation of the gravity of what happened. This person lost their home, too. She seems to be in a state of shock, or else on the verge of bursting into tears.]


    I-I didn't... I never meant... [Then she blurts it out quickly, like a confession:] I think... this is my fault.


    II. TWO CITIES - HIGHSTORM
    [Though Veyle is instinctively afraid of large gatherings, Kathova nonetheless manages to coax her into attending the meeting at Highstorm. She acquires a new white dress and some small heels (though no one in the manor yet has been able to coax her to take off the chains around her ankles). While changing helps her feel a little better -- and fit in a little more for the occasion -- she's still too spooked to approach anyone for information.

    Eventually, it's hunger that lures her over to the buffet table, and she piles a few meats and cheeses onto her plate to nibble on between the important business of... lurking. She's reaching for some crackers when she realises someone has the same idea as her, and she withdraws her hand, trying to sound a little less nervous than she feels.]


    Oh, sorry! You can have them.


    III. TWO CITIES - MERIDIAN
    [Veyle also attends the gathering in Springstar. Though she's leaning towards Zenith and the kindness Yima had showed her, she wondered what it was about Meridian that meant people there just... hadn't given up. Shouldn't they? It seems so much easier not to fight what had already come to pass. The heavy military presence here makes this place more daunting than Highstorm, but so far, no one has been unkind to her, though that's perhaps because she hasn't harmonised yet.

    Also unlike Highstorm, she has more confidence to approach strangers this time, only wringing her hands slightly as she stops beside someone and speaks up to get their attention. They might be Meridian, Zenith or neither; she has no real way of telling.]


    Hello... Um, can I ask you a few questions?


    IV. WILDCARD
    [hit me up with something else! my plurk is [plurk.com profile] moonsilver or my pms are open if you want to hash anything out.]
    fishfearme: (gentle neutral)

    springstar

    [personal profile] fishfearme 2023-03-12 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
    [At the question, Byleth immediately went into 'protect food' mode, tugging the plate closer to himself and narrowing his eyes at her, as if expecting her to lunge for it like some ravenous beast.]

    ...there's still food on the table. Why are you- oh.

    [His suspicious squinting immediately eased as he realised the stranger wasn't carrying a plate, and they were first come, first serve in that respect. An easily solved problem: he plucked the last of his food - three skewers - to hold them, and held out the plate to her.]

    Was it the plate you wished for? Take it. I'll eat with my hands.

    [He only grabbed a plate because people kept giving him looks for eating right off the table, but it didn't bother him enough to deter his appetite.]
    zauneyete: (touches face)

    ii - let's go with below

    [personal profile] zauneyete 2023-03-12 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Exploring the below isn't exactly the safest thing an unharmonized new arrival can be doing. Given that it's essentially a labyrinthine maze underneath Springstar, filled with high-powered gangs, discarded experiments, and monsters, it should be no surprise that it's not only difficult to get into, but difficult to find, too. That Wolfwood had made his way down in here means he's looking for it, and that must mean he's looking for what lies deep within the Below too, doesn't it?

    Eventually, there's the acrid smell of truly vile cigar smoke within the tunnels, and rounding around a corner, he'll notice that the smoke is attached to a person. A person with a single eye that glows in the ever-present dimness of the below.

    He lifted a cigar in greeting, and said:
    ]

    Do you know the rest of the way?

    [ Thankfully, he can see that he's a shard-bearer thanks to the Oracle's power, and he does not recognize the man, even at this distance, and he knows most people down here. ]
    fishfearme: (gentle neutral)

    III

    [personal profile] fishfearme 2023-03-12 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Byleth was at the gathering for one reason only: food. He had slipped into the bad habit of prodding Claude for information whenever he didn't understand something, and the eternal starving mercenary in him demanded he stockpiled on the free food while he could. So, that meant that when Veyle sidled up next to him, Byleth had been in the process of shamelessly stowing some meat skewers (wrapped in a napkin of course) into his satchel, like this was a socially acceptable thing to do (the food was free, okay, it didn't count as stealing).]

    Hm? [He looked up... then down to see a young girl.] Me? You can, but I don't promise to know the answers to them.
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    [personal profile] fellspirit 2023-03-12 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
    Ah! [She looks surprised, and not because she caught him thieving food (she'd be lying if she said she'd never done the same whenever she was desperate). It's more that his appearance is very familiar, though she had no idea what his voice sounded like or what his real hair and eyes should be without the corruption of the Fell Dragon.

    Maybe it was just a coincidence...? She decides to set the thought aside for now.]


    I just... wanted to know why you're here. Um, aside from the food. [She offers a sheepish smile.] I hope that's not a strange thing to ask.