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beleos ([personal profile] beleos) wrote in [community profile] kenosooc2023-06-23 03:39 pm

JUNE 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.

However, for those who have attended such events in the past, they'll note a marked difference—Only newly arrived Shard-Bearers and members of the faction are welcome. If you're a member of the opposite faction, you'll be questioned and ultimately turned away. If you want to join the party, you'll have to be a little sneakier, it seems.

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 mild winters-- fruits and wines, savory smoked meats and roasted vegetables, and large bowls of soups like youvarlakia and fasoalda have been lain out to encourage forum participants to snack as they speak. The atmosphere is ambient with informality and friendliness, though topics will inevitably stray towards philosophic or political, Springstar's meeting grounds are decorated with handsome chaise lounges and slouching klismos chairs in small, intimate groupings. This is a forum in the classical sense, where people are encouraged to speak freely, no matter the topic.

However, there’s a little tension in the air at this particular gathering. Whether you’ve recently arrived or you’ve been here nearly a year, it’s not hard to figure out—Meridian has just lost the Iconoclast Oracle, and though the Blight (see below) is improving, letting such an important things slip through their fingers again is painful. Without the Oracles, they’ll never see home again, after all. Yet to make matters worse, Meridian lost an unknown but not insignificant amount of its Shard-Bearers to Zenith’s sway. Even in the Seat of the Tribune, it’s not hard to overhear conversations about “what should be done to ensure they win the next Oracle” or questioning “if Tribune Cyrus is really up to the task.”

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. Yet, as you look, you’ll see that the selection is also quite interesting. The foods and drinks on offer are from a multitude of worlds, and so you may find a new favorite! Or something not suited to your palate at all. It’s at least a chance to be adventurous.

The mood of Highstorm is subdued as always, but still seems to be pleasant and joyous thanks to claiming the Iconoclast Oracle. Again, it’s worth noting, as the Oracle was contested and therefore rightfully theirs in the first place. Congratulations are given to more senior Shard-Bearers for their efforts, and those who have just arrived may be regaled with stories of bold heroism at the first battle in the Scorching Isles or stories of wits and cleverness at its reclaiming last month. However, these stories aren’t always true, exactly, as only the Shard-Bearers have been present for either conflict. It seems they’re getting a bit of mythology built around them by the public.

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 (CONCLUSION)

The Blight, a strange, time-related disease that had been ravaging Highstorm and Springstar both is finally being addressed concretely thanks to the efforts of a few Shard-Bearers (game-locked log) and unknowingly, of Aetós. While the cities are both still affected by the Blight, it’s now on the mend as the knowledge gained in the Scorching Isles is applied. For living things, a vaccine and medicinal potion has been developed, and for the environment, a technique has been developed to reverse the effects. Efforts are ongoing for each to eliminate the Blight from the cities entirely.
FURTHER DETAILS
  • Though the two cities are at war over the Oracles, the Blight is an area in which they’re unified because of the level of threat it presents to everyone. As such, the people of Highstorm and Springstar will both gladly accept help in distributing vaccines/potions or purifying the Blight from objects, regardless of their faction.
  • Distributing the vaccines and potions is quite standard, should you wish to assist with that effort, but both cities are offering monetary incentives for anyone willing to collect or donate its most important ingredients: gold, silver, or platinum (if you’re willing to kindly donate objects containing these materials to the cause), Turquoise Vitalia (a flower that grows in the highlands of World’s Edge), and Blue Lotus (a flower that’s springing up and growing rapidly near bodies of water in Highstorm).
  • You can also assist by purging the Blight from inanimate objects that are under its effects. Any Shard-Bearer who has Harmonized can be taught the process by some of the more senior NPCs that are in the bodies of government, but the basic process is simple. It requires a member of each faction, and similar to the purification of Discord, you’ll both push your faction’s energy into the object. As the process starts, you’ll innately sense that there’s a stronger presence of one energy over the other, and you’ll work together to equalize the energy.

CITIES IN RUINS

As part of the disastrous side effects of the Blight once ravaging the cities, large vines and roots have torn through the cities. This has created zones in them that are now uninhabitable because of collapsed buildings (which can be viewed for Highstorm and Springstar). There are efforts to rebuild both cities that are ongoing, but the unusual weather effects that were witnessed seem to be a bit more intense after a new batch of Shard-Bearers have arrived. This “unusual weather” can be pockets of thunderstorms of flurries, but they always carry additional effects such as (but not limited to) causing one to hear voices from the past or future, visual or auditory hallucinations of themselves from different timelines, pockets of space where old injuries, illnesses, or previously known physical conditions are re-experienced as if their body is going back in time. However, there are some new oddities that are also present...
FURTHER DETAILS
  • You may see ghostly specters of Shard-Bearers who have come and gone. Sometimes, they seem to notice that you’re there and flee deeper into the districts and disappear. Other times, they just go about what seems to be daily life in the district, though things don’t always match up. They might be leaning against a counter that’s no longer there, for example. Very rarely, you might even find one that you can have a conversation with, though not for long.
    • OOC, if your character is one that you’ve dropped, feel free to have them make a cameo reappearance. This is more a chance to give a little hello (or farewell!) to CR and is totally optional. We ask that you not make a toplevel for them (unless you’re planning on reapping them), but we’ve made a toplevel for these kinds of interactions here. We also encourage you to give some friendly (or maybe not so friendly) hauntings to new players!

POLITICAL TURMOIL

After new Shard-Bearers arrive and settle into their new homes (so much as they can), those that frequent Springstar will see that the tension of the welcoming forum wasn’t a one-off. Meridian is a faction with opinions and ideals that are as diverse as the worlds people hail from, and so not all are happy with Tribune Cyrus’s performance in leading the faction to lose the same Oracle twice. Debates spring up in restaurants and bars, but it’s only aided by two notable Springstar residents encouraging such debates. Desmond Ó Ruadháin and Agapitos Voreen both draw crowds in public places as they speak to the people that gather. Their talks are peaceful and encourage people of Springstar to talk amongst themselves… But they’re also distinctly political about the future of Meridian and Springstar.
FURTHER DETAILS
  • Desmond is the foreman who oversees how the unique architecture of Springstar is made, and as such as a deep connection and investment in peoples’ home worlds. When Desmond speaks, he brings people together and tells stories from his homeland and well as from others that he’s heard. It’s something he encourages for those gathered, though it does make the sting of the loss of the Oracle more worrying. If Meridian doesn’t get the Oracles, then they’ll never see home again. There’s an undercurrent in his speeches that having been born here and to a noble family that’s living in Springstar for generations, Cyrus can’t truly understand the stakes here. He may be a good Tribune during peace, but this is war.
  • Voreen is a businessman whose family owns several large shops throughout Springstar, and as such has a deep connection to the city and its people. When Voreen speaks, he brings people together by focusing on how Springstar itself is almost a miracle, and how it’s brought people from all walks of life together. His gatherings encourage people to get to know each other and to learn more about the people and the worlds they come from, since he deeply believes that the diversity of experience and knowledge is Meridian’s strength (…and frequent cause of arguments, it’s true). There’s an undercurrent in his speeches of a deep distrust of Zenith and especially of Yima. Anyone that offers you exactly what you want always has strings attached, right? Cyrus is too conciliatory towards Yima, and it makes Meridian as a whole seem weak. He may be a good Tribune during peace, but this is war.
  • This is also a situation that Yima is well aware of, and she’ll send a brief message to Zenite Shard-Bearers to inform them of the unrest brewing in Springstar… And that for those with a deft hand for such matters, it’s a good opportunity to encourage this unrest in whatever way they see fit. She makes it clear that if Springstar is busy with internal politics, it’ll be much easier to stop their occupation of Alenroux as well as ensuring that the city itself may not be able to provide resources or backup to its Shard-Bearers in the fights for the Oracles.

SMALLER CHANGES

PASTORAL PEACE (ALENROUX) Thanks to the ongoing efforts of both Shard-Bearers and Springstar’s military forces, Alenroux is now a much safer place to stay at night. While the threat of creatures roaming its lands isn’t negligible, the Southern portion of the island (close to the main Cornerstone) is now a place that can be inhabited by those willing to make the effort. Think of living there as being similar to living on the frontier—you have to build your own place to live and once night falls, you’re essentially on your own to protect yourself. Creatures will naturally gravitate towards anyone that chooses to set up a residence there as if they’re drawn to the life force, but so long as a home is well-fortified, it should be safe during the night. However, this does not apply the further North you go.

That said, while the people that work in (or just generally really like) Alenroux may be grateful to Springstar for its help in this regard, it does now seem unnecessary… Which is in large part thanks to Zenite efforts to undermine Springstar’s occupation. As a small town starts to be built around the Cornerstone, Springstar’s military or those that have been seen supporting it are treated with suspicion, if not openly told to leave. While the burgeoning community of Alenroux can’t said to be pro-Zenith (yet?), they’re definitely leaning decidedly anti-Meridian.

THE BALANCE OF POWER (KOWLOON) For those that have been in Kenos for a while and frequented the underground city of Kowloon, it’s been clear for a while that the drug den and bar Draumahol is under new management. Or, should we say, Draumah👁l? The establishment is now very openly owned by Silco, but anyone who spends enough time in the city to learn about its loose form of governance would also pick up that this means Silco has likely scooped up a position on the city’s “council”, though concrete confirmation of that is still hard information to get.

However, in a definitely unrelated point (it’s not), Meridian characters may find themselves running into more difficulty while in Kowloon. There’s no open hostility or even widespread distaste. It might seem more like bad luck unless Meri talk amongst each other. They may be more likely to be pick-pocketed or mugged, may find that some shops offer an arbitrarily higher price to them, etc. These are all free for players to decide, but should be on the level of being unlucky or a particularly bad day down in Kowloon rather than anything more serious.

OOC NOTES
  • Welcome to Kenos! As a reminder, all new players need an invite to apply to the game, which are now open. If you've previously gone through our invite process, you do not need to do so again, that said!
  • 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.

  • 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, all locations are listed here, but to make it even quicker! Highstorm + Springstar.
  • 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!
  • Finally, while absolutely not required for the TDM, if you'd like to get a headstart on catching up on the events of the game so far, we highly recommend giving the Plot So Far timeline a read. New players have found this page very helpful in orienting themselves within the game and its ongoing plot!

  • CODING
    redsoil: (pic#16459228)

    [personal profile] redsoil 2023-07-14 05:55 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ YEAH DON'T GASLIGHT ME, D'S A GOOD BOY NOT A RANCID ONE!!!!! WATCH YOUR MOUTH ]

    D.

    [ He echoes the name, the singular letter. Everything he does is a betrayal of the caution he has shown thus far, proof that while Anubis is far from him, he can keep it together. The moment that his 'child' appears, Set will lose his mind to him. Will become something obscene and devoted to the image of the boy he has always, always wanted in his life. More than returning to his world, he wants Anubis safe.

    He has enough sanity, to know that D is not his son, and that is what keeps him cleaved to Meridian — that, and the fact that D has joined the ranks of those who maintain hope in the ability to recreate their realms. His fingers trail along the coat, stray towards the wavy ends of dark hair as if to pluck one up and hold it to his nose. To sniff his way through D's being, and find something in his unique scent that betrays who he "really is". ]


    Would you mind keeping your mouth shut, about whom I mistook you for? It is the name of someone important to me, which Zenith could easily use to destroy me — and as I am one of the most powerful in Meridian... it would be detrimental to our goal.

    [ Stiffly, he narrows his eyes upon the lovely man before him, dragging him in with a twitch of muscle to meet those pale eyes. Deadly severe, though he wavers in a way he would not waver before others. ]
    redsoil: (pic#16517050)

    [personal profile] redsoil 2023-07-14 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Like calls to like, huh? Two presumptuous individuals have found their way into one another's vicinity... ]

    That is what sets us apart, in the end. I do not tire of what I am. And I do have hobbies! I go to the theater, I read and I explore the world to find the truth of it. The war is the foreground which I will always do my best by, but I prefer to delve behind the scenes.

    [ He really, really wants to make everyone cry one day. That's the #dream, pure anarchy and chaos, if he can upend their view of the binary and mock them for it. <3 It might not be a real or attainable goal, but the thought warms him at night. ]
    envoyoftwilight: (and I will take her out tonight)

    [personal profile] envoyoftwilight 2023-07-15 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
    I've had to do it more than I'd care to for necessary situations.

    [She says it easily and with nonchalance, lifting a hand to haughtily toy with a lock of orange and blonde, twisting it about a slender forefinger.]

    Necessity forces us to learn all kinds of things we ordinarily wouldn't need.
    alliterating: (002)

    [personal profile] alliterating 2023-07-15 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
    Tch, don't I know that.

    [ She's been there, done that. Didn't quite like it, but... well. Here she is. Still kicking. ]

    What is your whole story, anyway?
    damnpire: (pic#12094807)

    [personal profile] damnpire 2023-07-15 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
    [It's true, his twin (D) is the very rancid one. The complete opposite of D. Zenith would love him.

    The dark, reddish eyes slowly sweep over Set's face, studying it quietly. His hips shift to accommodate the change in weight, the move forward. He has been given ammunition, but is the complete wrong person for spreading it. Well, assuming his brain won't get picked without his consent. Then Set may be in trouble.

    But otherwise, D is an honest man who doesn't care about sharing secrets.]


    I will agree... if you tell me about him.

    [...No one said he couldn't twist an arm here and there, though, even if he's not prone to handing out secret information. :) It's fine... He's only curious because of said twin. Because of all the times he has run into women with life throbbing in their womb and the broken memory of a vampire who looks like him having impregnated them.

    Not that he thinks Anubis has any relation exactly.]
    envoyoftwilight: (michelle; ma belle)

    [personal profile] envoyoftwilight 2023-07-15 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
    [Everything might as well be a mind game when it comes to Midna, though she doesn't bother to say it. He's put it together already.]

    If I don't actively dislike something, then I probably like it. If I had any complaints, you would know. I don't tend to keep things like that to myself. That said, I do enjoy being a brat. You'd best get used to it.

    [Assuming that he'll tolerate her company.]
    redsoil: (pic#16459221)

    [personal profile] redsoil 2023-07-15 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Sunny D and...... Moony....... D???? ]

    You brat. How dare you issue such an ultimatum to me.

    [ He bares his teeth, immediately. What kind of a bargain is that? To have to discuss the individual who's existence could make or break Set's loyalties themselves with someone he'd only just met? It would be insanity of the highest calibre, especially not knowing if D will remain Meridian or be corrupted to Zenith, the way others had been in the last Oracle fight. Of the originals who he had offered Anubis's existence to, to keep him shackled to his chosen faction, two Meridian remained and the one Zenite and he were,

    well,

    ~*soulmates*~. ]


    Get over here.

    [ And he hauls on D, out of the public space and into one of the quieter ( darker, shaded ) alleyways where there is less foot traffic and more space for him to shove his mind into D's without so much as a by-your-leave. Within Communion, he does the equivalent of holding up a wanted poster, an artists sketch, several wallet-sized portraits of a child. A child with dark eyes and dark hair and a vibrantly haunted quality.

    And that child becomes a man, cold-eyed and disgusted ( I know who my father is. ) — practically the mirror image of D, except the haunted quality of his being has been honed into a weapon, a blade that is to be held at Set's throat. ]


    Is that enough for you?
    helloween: (018🫀)

    [personal profile] helloween 2023-07-15 06:43 am (UTC)(link)
    Then I was right. You like cake.

    [ Deciding for her, and simplifying her words on her behalf. ]

    There're already a few brats here, but maybe none as...

    [ He's not sure what the word he's looking for is. ]

    Let's just say they're difficult, but in a different kind of way than you are.
    damnpire: (pic#12094820)

    [personal profile] damnpire 2023-07-15 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)
    [MOONY D.

    Listen. Don't mistake him for a god of the dead and not expect him to be curious enough to swindle at least a little information out. (Ignore all his hang-ups with his rumored father creating more dhampirs in his image.) Left Hand thinks it's funny he gets called a brat for being one.

    Easily, he goes along with Set's lead, falling into one of the alleyways in secrecy. Doing so doesn't bother him; he's long known from their first words that Set is covetous of this part of himself. For good reason, as he's explained.

    What does bother him is how suddenly and rude Set simply dips into the space of his mind. For as disciplined as he seems on the outside, all of what he hides is boiling and churning around within. The edges of the space inside him quake with a lustful, intimidating power. Something dark and primordial is hovering in the shadows of the back like a predator, only tolerant of Set's invasion. The velvet sensuality opens and draws Set inward like the bed of mucilage of a Venus flytrap.

    Something else is there, too. An old and separate entity, skrunkly in its existence, taking up space. Curious, mischievous. Very different altogether than D, than the interior of D's mind.

    And then all at once, after a moment, the darkest pieces are swallowed away as the images come through, pushed to the bottom and tucked behind a curtain. Young Anubis doesn't look much different than some children on the Frontier. Fresh and strong. The shift after startles him surprisingly, and it shows mildly on his face, and his mind shivers with it. He understands why Set mistook him. He's baffled by someone who shares his face who isn't his actual twin.

    And he wonders... has the Sacred Ancestor found a way to infiltrate other timelines, or perhaps Set is a part of his world's distant timeline, and the Sacred Ancestor had made another, someone older than even him, a first.]


    It's enough.
    damnpire: (pic#12094805)

    [personal profile] damnpire 2023-07-15 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
    [One is one too many a time, J......

    As if he is not privy to many time shenanigans both as a dhampir and as someone in a world full of advanced technology and magical prowess. The first part gets him to look at J once more. It's familiar. Of course every universe would have some weird, annoying tug-of-war between opposing sides, the destruction of everything, and unreachable promises. Of course.

    D's mahogany eyes lift, resting instead on the shard splitting the skin of J's forehead.]
    Getting worked up won't bring answers any faster. Or resolutions. [Irritatingly pragmatic... His eyes remain on the shard thoughtfully before he finally looks away.

    The one on the back of his bare left hand is equally on display for everyone, yet... somehow, the gnarled and putrid green of the stone doesn't quite fit with D's entire... everything for some curious reason. Maybe on the inside, D is infection and pus green...? Maybe it is the feeling of a completely separate entity.]


    It's an annoyance, but having a tantrum won't benefit me.
    wolof: I craved the taste of it (A poison so sweet)

    [personal profile] wolof 2023-07-15 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
    Mm, I would love to see you try.

    [ It's genuine, her tone. She does want to see it. ]

    Complacency is easy to arrive at here, given how... controlled some things are. I have accepted that I am here until we at least have gathered sufficient power to recreate our worlds, but that does not mean you should.

    In fact, if you found a way to... achieve your end result before the called for time, I am sure you would be quite popular amongst the shard-bearing populace.
    cutlery: (a healthy respect but no fear)

    [personal profile] cutlery 2023-07-16 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
    Of course. That may very well be the case, as I plan to head down that way tomorrow, in fact.

    [ He laughs gently, like he’s talking about making a grocery shopping trip and not, you know. Descending down to an anarchic city to go peddle drugs at his master’s behest. Not that D needs to know that part, of course, unless he’s inclined to wander into Draumahol…

    The question gets Sebastian to make a thoughtful noise, though there’s also a distinct note of approval in it. It’s a good question for someone new to ask! Far better than most of the ones he gets, really… ]


    Personally, selecting a side to ally myself with would be of paramount importance, but that could be a somewhat personal matter, I admit. Regaining my natural abilities was my first priority when I arrived, at least. [ He’s honest about it, at least… ] But more generally, orient myself to both of the cities. Take a day in each to learn the major locations, the seats of power, et cetera. It is an excellent starting point to learn more about the cities, their people, and this strange new world as a whole. From there, I would pursue whatever caught my interest most, really.
    no19: (blush 1)

    [personal profile] no19 2023-07-18 01:20 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ A mountain... Keitaro feels like he could eat that much, too. He may not be used to serving himself at a buffet like this, but with that picture in mind he takes the plate. His gaze follows to everything Yuri points out and he's left with a mind to try a bite of just about anything.

    Some of the fruit looks almost like dried persimmons, and those meat-filled buns might be like nikuman...! In the end he takes one of those, and this, and that. Needless to say, it should even be enough to satisfy a growing youth's appetite. ]


    Before? So this happens more often? I thought, if there was a war, this would be quite the rare occasion...

    [ Admittedly Keitaro still ate much better at his station, at the armory, than at home. Still the rationing limited much in the way of seasoning food and its variety.

    Well, in the end, he needs to get to tasting what he just plated up. Keitaro can just about get himself to swallow a bite of the bun, refraining from speaking with his mouth full– ]


    This is good!
    warmare: (じゃっ)

    crawls back to wrap this up tsunderely fnewfn

    [personal profile] warmare 2023-07-18 04:07 pm (UTC)(link)
    [The cause.

    Hayame's only remaining eye, the one not plucked clean from her skull by Zenith's demon, narrows in frustration. In order to survive where she had, to stay sane in this place this long... she has cut from herself most of what could have resembled sympathy for the Zenites. There was little room for it, not when their victories meant the loss of her entire world. The stakes were far too high to afford the risk.

    And she hates to see others acting like it isn't. Like she is the strange one, the cruel one, for seeing it like it was. If he believed his home was gone? She refused to allow them to believe it in the first place. Who could? Who could believe that suddenly whole worlds and universes were wiped from the map and only they lucky few somehow saved? It didn't make a lick of sense-

    So Hayame lets out a scoff at the stranger with the cloth over his face, tossing her head with a dramatic flick of her fetlock-length mane.]


    It seems you have.

    [And with such sentimental ideas...

    Hayame helps herself to the rest of what she wanted from the tray he'd been blocking, turning to go with a last, somewhat strained,]


    Enjoy the welcome festivities.
    wolfish: (lean)

    [personal profile] wolfish 2023-07-19 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
    So far, it seems both sides are vying for resources. So it's more of a rising tension, thus far... And these festivities are one way of trying to attract us to one side or the other, I'm told.

    [ The war Yuri had come from was considerably different from this. Rather than a fomenting conflict, it was instead an abrupt declaration made by the Emperor. He still wonders whether there may have been some way to avoid that escalation, but they've no way of undoing what's been done.

    That's a distant reality, at least for now, as Yuri observes Keitaro's growing collection of food. Like many from his homeland, he appreciates when there are opportunities such as this, where people can eat as much as they like. Circumstances often deny them the luxury, and he suspects the same as likely true where Keitaro hails from.

    It would be prying to ask, however. So instead, he simply offers a smile when Keitaro gives his verdict on the food. ]


    I thought so as well. It's a far cry from war rations.
    redsoil: (pic#16220613)

    [personal profile] redsoil 2023-07-19 05:45 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Let it be known, that Set is someone who sometimes ( often? ) acts without thinking. Especially in a given moment where his mind is not settled and his nerves churn in fits and bursts of sentiment — the image of his son swims in his hindbrain, never so close but so far away from him than in this moment. Not even when Yima had shown Anubis burning, suffering, dying in a vision, had he felt the sudden press of danger to that boy's life. So, diving into Communion with D and being slapped across the face with what he hides below his placid exterior is enough to cause him to jump like a cat that has touched water. Or been surprised by the appearance of a vegetable.

    What tethers him is the physical hold he has upon D's wrist, the faint jerk of which betrays Set's body literally driving itself backwards even as his mind strikes out — automatic, clearly distressed by the sudden burst of sensuality that confuses him, disorients him. There is a lack of anger or blame towards D for it, as Set recoils more like someone readily flustered, more than someone who would despise him for that internal mire. ( He has not much will to resist such things, because even as one part of his mind shows tall, pale, beautiful Anubis to D, another part schisms and begins to place hands to that curtain — behind which the velvet power had been hid.

    All the hedonistic parts of him, seeking experiences and moments that might blind him to himself, will naturally go questing for what is hidden. )

    Anubis's gaze is darker than D's, black irises and lush eyelashes, a mouth that seems set in a perpetually stoic frown. He is little like the smiling, happy child that had briefly been shown to him, but every inch of him is unmistakably the same creature; his expressions are small and fleeting, his dark beauty an eerie mirror of D's. Set draws him back, folding the image up — defensive and possessive. ]


    You look very similar, almost like twins. I had thought he had found his way out of the Tree, which surprised me. I have been in Kenos for so long, and was quite used to being the only one of my immediate kin here. Much less in-fighting that way, you see.
    envoyoftwilight: (she's leaving home)

    [personal profile] envoyoftwilight 2023-07-20 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
    I suspect if I were born into it, I wouldn't find it exhausting to consider. However, I really don't care to get my hands dirty when others could do so in my stead. No reason for me to expend any unnecessary effort.

    [Which may be more telling than she should like it to be. At the same time, she suspects her initial impression already says plenty about the kind of person she is. She doesn't want to have to work any harder than she likely already will.]

    Although I feel what you say contradicts what you do. You prefer to be behind the scenes and yet it sounds as though you mean to have a direct involvement in whatever this... war is. Or is going to be. You can't be both.
    envoyoftwilight: ("why would she treat us)

    [personal profile] envoyoftwilight 2023-07-20 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
    Why, isn't that forward of you. Perhaps if you spend more time around me, you might come to learn a thing more or two.

    [She doesn't say about what, but the implication is that it will likely be information regarding her person. Although it doesn't sound like she's in the mood to be particularly free with it.]

    Until then, however, you'll just have to be intrigued by mystery. I'm not interested in sharing anything about myself just yet.
    envoyoftwilight: (after living alone)

    [personal profile] envoyoftwilight 2023-07-20 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
    Oh, good. I don't like having competition. If I'm going to be a brat and be open about that, then the least that can happen is that I'm distinguished from other brats.

    [In short, evidently she'd rather like to be the superior brat.]

    Out of curiosity, how many brats would you say are here?
    envoyoftwilight: (she's leaving home)

    [personal profile] envoyoftwilight 2023-07-20 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
    Complacency is dangerous.

    [And yet perfectly understandable. If people feel they can't fight against something or stand no chance, they'll consider self-preservation. Midna can't even fault them for it. After all, it's not like she's fought every battle that's been brought her way either.]

    I love attention, without a doubt, but nothing I do here is for the sake of popularity. I don't mind going to take a look at this little trinket they've got their hands on, however. Not planning on taking anything. Yet. Just having a nice, little visit.
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    [personal profile] alliterating 2023-07-20 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Hmmph. Senti folds her arms. ]

    Fine, fine, be all mysterious. Let's just go eat!
    tohell: (pic#15768330)

    [personal profile] tohell 2023-07-21 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
    Hypothetically speaking, say it was of some benefit for you to let loose. [ As the musical backdrop of Kenosian violins and softer wind instruments play on, the melody begins to climb in pace as it works towards that perfect crescendo meant to set hearts to race and breath to catch in exhilaration. The pair seem to feel it too, with a heightened speed to each turn that forces warm hands to grip tighter and chests to press in a little closer. J's padded leonine paws typically tread softly wherever he goes, but they can just as easily adapt to the uptick in speed.

    The sharper edge to each twirl through the waltz scatters some of J's hair down his shoulders; all of it harmoniously pale as the lace ruffles of his ivory attire and wings set low upon a long back. A demon swathed in heavenly pastel tones, with the sole exception of the shard D had been studying: fiery red as life's blood. One piece of himself that is as glaringly out of place as the verdant stone on his partner's skin. This stark irregularity is one he makes note of with a stroke of fingers over the shard embedded in D's left hand. J's interest is made clear, with the intention of touching on it more vocally once his other questions are answered. ]


    What does it take to get you all worked up? [ Once respectfully folded at the initial stages of this musical interlude, wings momentarily fan out like arms cast open in a child's innocent twirl. Deceptively unobstructive, until they eventually wrap forward to enfold the pair within a curtain of fine down and feathers. If he can't coax D's gaze back from whatever stray corner he'd flung it at, there's always the option of blocking out the distracting scenery. ]
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    damnpire: (pic#15956292)

    [personal profile] damnpire 2023-07-21 02:29 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Don't peek at his hidden dad aura...

    D does not try to snatch at the images Set draws back into the fatherly mental wallet of his mind. It's hard to look upon yourself that isn't yourself, so he could do without seeing much more of Anubis. Not rudely, just...

    He has a lot of turbulent and uncertain feelings trapped inside about twinning. But he can admit the resemblance is extremely uncanny. And he almost knows... it will be harder for Set to not dole out the affections of familiarity.]


    One day, he may rise from the Tree.

    [Maybe Set is a little bitter about it, too. The fact he can be the nearly, but not the exact thing. The fact he can look so much like Anubis and crawl out of the roots of the Tree, but not be the one thing Set wants. Maybe one day, Set will kill him for it.]

    What will you do if the others come instead?
    helloween: (033🫀)

    [personal profile] helloween 2023-07-21 03:12 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Well, she's certainly toe to toe with Rin on how finicky she is—! Dark takes a moment to consider, mentally recounting the brats he's met in
    Kenos so far. ]


    I'd say about four when it comes to women alone. More if you add men— the guys here can be pretty fussy about small stuff too.
    envoyoftwilight: ("daddy our baby's gone")

    [personal profile] envoyoftwilight 2023-07-21 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
    I will do precisely that. [Couldn't turn it off even if she wanted to, if only because old habits die hard.] And you can navigate for the food. I'll do the difficult part. [That's the eavesdropping part. Sentience is getting the better deal here.]

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