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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
    bakedapple: (fanart // exhausted)

    [personal profile] bakedapple 2023-03-16 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Link had bet too much on that last strike. He is both too close and not close enough to dodge it. The blunt blade of the spear strikes his side and has him wincing in pain as he stumbles backwards in a feverish effort to withdraw. Dimitri could easily strike him again if he wanted; Link is on the defensive now, too distracted to be aggressively pursuing him at this point. ]
    breq: (doubt)

    [personal profile] breq 2023-03-16 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
    I will just have to take your word for it.

    [ She decides it's better not to quibble. That's not quite what's important, is it? ]

    What do you think about this talk of creating worlds? That seems a little beyond most people.

    [ And yet here she is. ]
    gravings: (121)

    IV... unfashionably late

    [personal profile] gravings 2023-03-16 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Gray has undertaken the solemn duty of guiding and protecting Springstar's soldiers as they occupy the island, so when she hears a scream in the night, she zooms over to assist...

    Though as she spots the apparent source of the scream, Gray thinks that perhaps this may not be a "soldier." Appearances can be deceiving though — maybe it's a Shard-Bearer Gray simply hasn't met. Meri? Zenite? There isn't time to ask, so she decides to act first and question later.

    With oversized scythe in hand, Gray takes advantage of the monster's focus on its prey to blindside it. Her scythe gleams in the moonlight before arcing into the monster's bulk. The monsters here are dangerous, so Gray spares it no expense: her scythe eats into the creature a dozen times in a breath, tearing away meat and limbs in an outburst of vile blood.

    Despite it all, the creature persists and takes a swipe at her. She dodges nimbly, leaping away to place herself between the monster and the fleeting girl. If the girl decides to keep running, that's fine by Gray. She'll just hope that the girl doesn't run into any other monsters... ]
    comelately: (even when the sun is burning)

    Vb i was so tempted to go with the naked prompt but i restrained myself

    [personal profile] comelately 2023-03-16 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
    [ he doesn't need assistance (or at least he wouldn't say he needs assistance), but her close save is most certainly appreciated. Johnny's on horseback, naturally, doing his best to hunt down any critters out in the woods that need slaying. The problem is that he's more of a ranged fighter, and horses aren't suited well to this kind of terrain. When his shot didn't kill the beast - some sort of hippo-like bull-lizard with much thicker armor than he'd anticipated - he'd been forced to hope Slow Dancer would be able to outpace it, even through the trees.

    No need to worry about that anymore. The crazy barbarian-looking woman who just jumped in with no armor and medieval weaponry, though - he's a little worried about her instead. ]


    Th -- thanks?! [ bewildered; his horse shakes her head, slowing to an anxious trot in a half-circle as Johnny tries to get a bead on some more vulnerable part of the beast. ] Be careful - its hide is tough as nails!
    muchalucha: (pic#16286403)

    [personal profile] muchalucha 2023-03-16 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
    ¡Gracias! Though, hm—

    [ Quetzalcoatl takes the jacket gratefully, but she does look it over for a moment because it is definitely... too small for her. She is a large woman and there is simply not enough fabric to cover both halves, so. There's a choice to be made here. With an affirmative little nod and a quiet apology, she starts to tie the jacket at her hips to at least make it into a skirt, of sorts. ]

    Oh, well! Used to it, I don't know about that... It's always a little strange! But most of the time when someone summons me, it's a naked priest so it's totally different. Or maybe a cute little Master, but...! I assume that's not you, is it? —Ah, there really is dirt everywhere...

    [ Which, she pulls some of her hair over her shoulders to (slightly) cover the tits but mostly to start brushing dirt out... ]
    gravings: (085)

    5A!

    [personal profile] gravings 2023-03-16 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Helping with the construction of the outposts has been nice for Gray. Given clear, straightforward tasks, it's easy for her to make herself useful; she pours her not inconsiderable magical energy into helping with the heavy lifting, slicing down trees and lugging timber for some time before taking a break to recoup her energy.

    That's how she finds herself wandering the outpost in search of a nice spot to lounge around at. In the process she begins to sense a presence — one that isn't wholly unfamiliar, as it's been in the outpost for some time just as Gray has been, but which she's been too timid to approach until now. More importantly, the presence is overflowing with magical energy. After Faker, Mordred, and Ashiya Douman, Gray is beginning to become very familiar with this sort of presence... but this one might be more pure than all of them, elevated in perhaps the same sense as Set. It might be better for Gray to steer clear, but even she's prone to curiosity. As scary as Servants can be, they're a link to the world she knew, the world her mentor lived in.

    To her surprise, what she finds is a beautiful woman with a thoughtful smile as warm as sunshine directed over the farmlands. Gray ends up staring from a distance for longer than intended, and she's mortified to realize it as she's caught in the act. An apology is loaded on her lips when the woman (Servant?) quickly laughs it off and offers an invitation. Gray's eyes instantly lock onto the unlabeled bottle. ]


    Ah... no thank you. I don't drink.

    [ Not even 17 and already sober for the rest of her life... Still, she slowly makes her way closer to the woman like a woodland creature coming out of the bushes for a treat, her wariness present but retreating in small pieces. ]

    The farmers gave that to you?
    muchalucha: (pic#16300798)

    [personal profile] muchalucha 2023-03-16 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
    Ah, then thank you again for the tip!

    [ With a cheerful little laugh like she’s enjoying herself (disclaimer: she is), Quetzalcoatl springs after the creature completely without fear. It bears down to try and headbutt her away, but she nimbly and strongly leaps up to land forcefully on its head. It’s clear that just the force of that isn’t insignificant with how it cries out, but she takes a few quick, running steps down its back before pivoting to try and plant her sword into its neck. ]

    I’ll be the distraction, you hit it from back there, sí? Let's just punch a hole right through the hide!
    muchalucha: (pic#16286358)

    [personal profile] muchalucha 2023-03-16 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
    Not at all? No fun, no fun!!

    [ But clearly, she doesn’t mind that much since her laugh is warm and clear even if she’s teasing a little. With just as much open warmth, she beckons Gray closer, then gestures to the seat next to Quetzalcoatl on the log she’s taken up as her perch for now. It really is a lovely, scenic view, and it makes sense that someone would be sitting and enjoying it.

    …Just, you know. Slightly suspicious from a Servant because they’re usually insane. But, ]


    But , they did! [ She laughs a bit more as she shrugs ] They got a little ambitious with the load in their cart and the horses couldn’t quite manage to pull it… Luckily, that’s no problem for me! This was just a little gift of their thanks.

    [ She shakes the bottle as if to demonstrate, then with a more mischievous little laugh, takes a healthy swig of it. ]

    Mm, and farmers make the best stuff too! Well, not that it matters so much for you if you don’t drink, but think of it as a fair warning from a big sister! It’s strong stuff!
    muchalucha: (pic#16286385)

    [personal profile] muchalucha 2023-03-16 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
    [ She seems pleased that it’s something that goes without needing further explanation though… It does leave Quetzalcoatl a little perplexed, though she glosses over it easily. This woman talks about bringing the rain and protecting the land which is very much a divine kind of thing to do, but she doesn’t quite get that sense off her. Maybe she means it a little less literally than Quetzalcoatl herself does.

    It’s why, even in the face of a sharp smile, her answer is easy and earnest. ]


    Protect and keep monsters away, yes, absolutely! If Springstar needs these lands to eat, then it’s simple as that! I’ve decided they’re my people now, so I have to make sure their bellies are happy and full, yes?

    [ And, playfully, she gives a wink. ]

    Ay, but for sun and rain… Maybe! I think that depends on how much divinity this “Meridian” or whatever it is that summoned me left me with!
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    [personal profile] gravings 2023-03-16 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
    [ In all honesty, Gray has enough magical-flavor bodily control to neutralize a good deal of the effects of alcohol, but then one would have to wonder what the point of drinking at all would be. The woman's praise makes Gray a tiny bit curious though — she's never tried hard liquor and thus knows nothing of how bad it could possibly be — and she gives the bottle a long bit of indecisive eyeballing once she's gingerly sat a polite distance next to the woman. The way the woman guzzles it makes it look like it must taste pretty good?? ]

    ... Maybe I could have a little try.

    [ The littlest try!! ]
    muchalucha: (pic#16286357)

    [personal profile] muchalucha 2023-03-16 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Oh, this is fun! He’s able to meet her blows deftly, even as she hops and flips around with the sort of speed and accuracy that’s of the sort that only absurd beings like themselves can manage. She laughs with open delight as he’s able to deflect a particularly tricky one, and it gives a satisfying clang as his arm bounces off her metal gauntlet. The cheers in the crowd start to grow as they quickly get into the spectacle of it. It’s the same for the announcers, who quickly narrate the blows with the excitement that comes from their fast pace.

    The sand moves underneath her feet, and she makes a surprised sound before she is indeed thrown off balance, but with a kick at the ground below, it’s a move that sends her back and out of Set’s immediate reach though her shoes have to dig into the ground strongly to stop her momentum. ]


    Only yesterday, sí! [ Because of course it was less than twenty-four hours after arriving that she had picked Meridian and ended up in the Coliseum… Who would expect anything else really. ] So, don’t bother with duty until we get to know each other, oka~y?

    [ There’s an almost sing-song quality to her voice as she responds and stands again to run at him and more deftly dodge the sand to close the quarters again and rush in. But if he tries to make a wall or wave of sand, she’s absolutely going to run right up it so that she can use that to come down on him from above. This may also involve an absurd lucha grapple, but. If not, she'll feint and then slide once she's close enough to take out his legs! ]
    Edited 2023-03-16 05:24 (UTC)
    zauneyete: (Shifts Eyes right)

    EXCELLENT..... if he needs a nudge, I'm happy to help!

    [personal profile] zauneyete 2023-03-16 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
    No, I didn't.

    [ He said, his tone neutral. He doesn't care about the food's taste, none of it really compared to the far from the polluted River Pilt that he'd eaten (and actually liked, don't ask) so it's all the same level of "fancy" that Silco automatically wants to eschew out of principle. ]

    I'm not exactly... popular in Springstar. Unless you want to see a fight break out.

    [ Okay, so it would probably mostly be Vander, who was conveniently missing right now. ]

    Although the way it's going, I don't think those in Springstar are precisely willing to... share. Perhaps you should ask, and bring it back. [ A beat. ] There's a trick for the wine though. Would you like to see it?
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    [personal profile] zauneyete 2023-03-16 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
    You cannot win a war without those willing to do so, yes?

    [ He asked, with a one-eyed blink and the ghost of a smile, before it vanished from his face, like it had never been there. ]

    The Meridian is the same way, though. At least we are given the choice to try and force our will on the universe at large, rather than merely being dead, and along for the ride, hm?

    [ His tone suggests: gee, wouldn't that suck. ]
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    ii.

    [personal profile] eyesite 2023-03-16 06:51 am (UTC)(link)
    ( the landscape of fear is not a static one. as times change, so do the prevalent fears that swim through and choke the arteries of the global human consciousness — mankind did not know how to properly fear the potential of utter devastation of fire until they had first tamed it, learning only over time and through pain and loss to dread what might happen if they lost its control. in the modern era, the last Fear to emerge in full had been that of the Flesh — fear did not belong only to human beings, and as they began to industrialize the process of farming meat for consumption, so did the livestock they processed learn to fear what it meant to be flesh raised for such an end.

    before his world had ended (and then ended a second time, landing him here), it had been a concern among servants of the Dread Powers that a fifteenth was preparing to emerge into their midst: the Extinction, born from the rising fear among the masses that technological advancements and mankind's neglect and waste would eventually make the world so uninhabitable to them that they would ensure their own end. john can't help but think about that whenever he overhears a bit of conversation about the Blight, about the concerns that it would not for long remain constrained to smaller animals and plants.

    he frowns. they are right to be worried. such a corrosion rarely finds itself content within its banks, instead hungering to reach beyond them.

    there are two eavesdroppers on the conversation the small group of highstorm citizens are having at a streetcorner — tighnari is the far more active of the two, going so far as to approach and crane an ear to listen in. john, sitting on a bench nearby, can hear just fine where he is and is instead focused on scrabbling notes down in a small hand-held notebook, working through his thoughts of which of the fears this rising dread might feed and... if all of that even really mattered, now that they were nearly dead and gone.

    but he can sense that the stranger with the tall, fuzzy ears and animal-like tail (congratulations, tighnari, you're the first furry he's seen! it's really weird!) is a Shard-Bearer, and a new one, if he had to guess. he glances over to him, one brow raised. )


    You're making it a little too obvious.

    ( his voice filters directly through the stranger's head by way of Communion — perhaps a bit of an overstep when it comes to privacy and boundaries, but the citizens closest to tighnari have taken note of his proximity. the flow of their conversation shudders and halts, and they turn to look at him out of the corners of their eyes. push a little too far, and they might move on to a new place to chat. )
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    [personal profile] vestments 2023-03-16 07:21 am (UTC)(link)
    ( marc is not out of touch enough to prefer landlines or payphones, and he does like instant connectivity when it's on his terms. what marc doesn't like is being subject to it and expectations being set on him. it's a very one-sided preference of the usage of technology, but that's marc through-and-through.

    he watches her shrug and he turns away from her, circling round and looking up at the tree. dappled light breaks through here and there, and the temperature's cool; marc can't remember the last time he'd been anywhere this green.

    resurrection at the foot of khonshu's statue had been cold and dark and painful. he'd been covered in blood, clothes soaked through and skin covered. marlene had said something about him being dead and delirious, and he'd said something stupid about being exactly dead as khonshu.

    her mumble breaks through the silence and he looks over his shoulder at her and the — someone else almost ready to emerge from their hole-in-the-ground. )
    —Marc. ( "he" is marc, thank you very much.

    he waves a hand at her, then adds— )
    I'll leave you to your digging. ( or he would, if he knew where to go or what to do and though the question's there, in the silence between them, marc doesn't actually ask it. )
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    [personal profile] oomfies 2023-03-16 07:53 am (UTC)(link)
    [ "He" adds a name and it's immensely helpful who to tag this late stage realization onto — Marc.

    Marc's right. And then she remembers, well shit, she's been in his brain but hasn't even introduced herself? But she doesn't quite reply back immediately, figuring she should settle whatever the hell is happening with this poor sap climbing their way out of the ground. They emerge whole and intact, confused, and then promptly distracted by something like a dog — a wolf, distant in the corner, Lottie's own little familiar happily wagging its tail towards her own stash of snacks in her backpack.

    They amble their way out and she hesitantly pats their back for encouragement to go over there. Because Marc — not he, or him, Marc — had waved a hand at her and officially.. Takes himself out of the conversation. She figure she's probably giving her the space to take her time and, she doesn't know, be personable and nice to the person freed from their hole-in-the-ground. But she doesn't, or at least, as far as he knows she doesn't.

    (Truthfully, there's little communion happening between her and this person, especially since her familiar is taking care of most of the work.)

    Once they're gone and out of immediate sight, she dusts her hands off on her thighs and walks Marc's way. She waves a hand at him, adds — ]


    ..I'm Lottie, by the way. [ He doesn't have to ask anything, Lottie is more than aware of how complicated and awkward it is to be in this situation. In her case, she had the luck of having people she knew, equally confused and oxygen deprived (being buried in dirt will do that). ] Did you.. [ A pause. A gnaw at her lip, because what does she say?? What should she say? ] Wanna get out of here? Want any snacks?
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    [personal profile] vestments 2023-03-16 08:33 am (UTC)(link)
    ( their three's-a-crowd new friend is distracted by the dog-wolf in the corner and then so is marc, though he doesn't make any move towards it. he watches until they start to move, until lottie pats their back and they leave.

    truthfully, marc's not really sure what he's just witnessed. )


    I wasn't planning on staying here. ( he says, though now that some of the shock and surprise has worn off, it's quiet and peaceful in a way that marc hasn't known in a long time. maybe ever, if he really thinks about, which is a sobering thought. the thought of how pleasant it could be is quickly displaced by the knowledge that he's not good with quiet and peace, never has been and probably never will be. sometimes, he thinks it's what he wants, but—

    he wouldn't know what to do with it.

    go stir-crazy (heh), probably.

    he doesn't say anything about the snacks, isn't sure if he wants to ask why she has snacks because the answer's probably mundane enough that it's irrelevant. he can't remember the last time he ate, but he's not — doesn't think he's hungry.

    it'll probably hit him later. )
    —Where?
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    CHINHANDS VIOLENTLY

    [personal profile] vestments 2023-03-16 12:12 pm (UTC)(link)
    ( when set says that alenroux is not friendly, marc cants his head. when he finishes his remark, when he says that foul things roam the land, marc makes a noise of affirmation.

    marc, like set, includes himself. )


    The night is always dangerous.

    ( as set continues, marc looks up at the sky, seeks out the familiar sight of an unfamiliar moon. khonshu had said that set was the only one of them, the only one of the egyptian gods that had managed to cross-over, to leave the overvoid. though this isn't earth, still he wonders if this had been where and what khonshu had meant. it's so different to everything that had come before — there are no jackals, no mummies; there's no sand.

    still, a niggling voice in the back of his mind, sat somewhere at the edge of those thoughts, says it's strange that gena isn't here (but then, should she be? her diner—), that marlene isn't here. says that it's strange, too, how set doesn't recognise him. they've got a history, after all — set and marc, set and khonshu. but then— khonshu had said they'd try and use his mind against him, that they'd try and fill it with lies and delusions. faith, khonshu had said, have faith.

    marc's always had faith, that's never been the problem. it's always been everything else. )


    That's why I'm here, Set. ( he answers, a breath of silence hanging between them before he continues. he'll figure out the details later. even if it is what the dream had implied, even if it is everything that the girl with the green hair had told him it is, that doesn't change this. the here and now. ) The night isn't yours to claim. It doesn't matter who claims allegiance to who, there are still people — travellers — that need protecting.

    You're not stopping that. I'm already broken.
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    [personal profile] erbe 2023-03-16 01:28 pm (UTC)(link)
    Oh yeah?! You'd rather I treat you like some little prince!?

    [Tohsaka lets go of Mordred's hair to grab at the hand that shoves her face. But now both of her hands are full! That only leaves one option...

    In her anger she braces herself before coming down hard and headbutting their foreheads together. Which is a mistake on her part! It rattles her enough that after the impact she lets go of Mordred's wrists.]
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    [personal profile] erbe 2023-03-16 01:32 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Slowly Tohsaka sits up — shifting Sieglinde more into her lap as her own small hand braces the back of the other girl so she's not toppled over and off Rin.]

    Seems like it. Though you're probably better off asking questions from someone who has been here longer. I climbed out of that ground not too long ago myself.

    [Tohsaka's free hand begins plucking clumps of soft, matted dirt from Sieglinde. Peeling it from her hair and brushing it off her clothes. At least the bigger parts. She hasn't been able to dote on Sakura, so... it almost feels like she's possessed when she does these sorts of things without a second thought.]
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    t-minus how long until her overly dramatic & comedic melt down? they're hilarious I look fwd to it

    [personal profile] erbe 2023-03-16 01:37 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Oh. He really is just giving up. Tohsaka half expected him to take the seat and push his luck, but... she must have really struck a nerve if he's gonna sulk off to the bath. Ugh, she hopes she doesn't feel obligated after this. She shouldn't! The water is the least he could do after hefting her around like a sack of rice.]

    Very well. I accept.

    [But she doesn't make a move just yet. Her eyes are fixated on him, and she'll watch even as he makes his leave.]
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    [personal profile] erbe 2023-03-16 01:39 pm (UTC)(link)
    Your legs are too long! You're like some kind of giant!

    [Well then! Despite breaking a sweat it seems like she has enough energy to complain. Tohsaka has at least kept up with him, but it's clear she's nearing the end of her rope. Panting and red in the face. She'll be grateful when they finally meet their destination.]
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    [personal profile] erbe 2023-03-16 02:34 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Oh, but his answer is interesting. Not just what it says about the factions, but about himself. Sure she can't deduce much with that he gave her, but it raises a lot of questions she's now chewing on in her mind. A magical connection with Zenith? What power or force behind it can cause such a reaction? And what ideals or strict nonsense does Meridian abide by that would reject someone outright even if they came to join and serve? Are Zenith and Meridian comparable to the Mages Association and the Church? What does that say about him in which he denotes it as a fantastical harmonization and separates other worlds from such things. Does he come from somewhere such occurrences aren't rare?

    She wonders if once she has settled she should keep a notebook on such interesting things.]


    What's your name?

    [Isn't it polite to give hers first? Hah. She still hasn't decided whether or not to use her real name.]
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    [personal profile] erbe 2023-03-16 02:51 pm (UTC)(link)
    That was very informative, thank you. Can I ask of you one more thing?

    [After all this man seems so willing to be helpful and talkative. Why shouldn't she make the most of him? Though, to start—]

    May I have your name?
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    [personal profile] helloween 2023-03-16 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Dark reflects momentarily, wondering if it's silly. No matter the time he gives it, though, even as he lowers onto the bench that Veyle has spotted for them, he doesn't quite follow. ]

    A man's nothing without pride.

    [ He says it simply. Besides, it's not something he's ever tried psycho-analyzing, and he's certainly not going to give it a shot now. He instead starts forking up his food. ]

    It's law of the jungle. Those at the top get to brag as much as they want.

    [ He takes his first bite of meat. ]

    Do you not have anything you're proud of?