You and your familiar have been magically pulled into the world of Avalon... a ways away from the normal arrival bay. This time, you'replunged into a small lake within a gorge formed by waterfalls on one side and land on the other. Within the lake, an even smaller island within it that contains what appears to be some kind of statue encrusted with moldavite. You'll likely find that around the same time, current characters start appearing who are using their Land of Maidens Totems provided to them by the Fairy Queen.
The Lady of the Lake is still around to help people get out of the water and onto the little island, but even she seems a little perplexed at where everyone is supposed to go from here. At the very least, she will be providing shots of Everwarm potion to save people from freezing in the cold winter waters, and will tell new arrivals topartner up with some of the mages appearing on that middle islandto get an explanationabout where they are and what's happening.
B ⦿Searching for Direction
Further exploration will reveal that though the end opposite the waterfalls is deep enough for a dive, the end closer to the waterfalls is shallow enough that you canwade through it at about waist height. There are small rocks visible underneath the water surface that sparkle with a holographic shine. Prismatic rainbows dance across the surface of the water and there are a variety of pixie-like fairies dancing across the surface of the water in celebration. Speaking to them will reveal that a spirit that goes around purifying stones that gather natural energy throughout the year has just visited. The holo will fade after about a week, but it's truly a sight to see! Ask them where you're supposed to go next, however, and you'll get a lot of giggles and statements that you'll find your way if you keep your head down!
If you interpret that to mean you need to go deeper, swimming down beneath the surface will unveil to you what appears to be an underwater park. At this point, the pixies will tease you by casting a variety of enchantments on you that will last for the next hour, including:
Reverse Speak: Say the opposite of everything you intend to say. (Yes comes out as no, hello comes out as goodbye, "I love you" comes out as "I hate you," etc.)
Messy Magic: Causes something to go awry based on your primary magic type:
Kinetic:items follow you around at a respectful 2 feet behind
Elemental:everything you touches will freeze
Animal: all animals (including people) will be afraid to get within 10 feet of you
Alchemy: anything you touch falls apart (non-living)
Healing: reopen any visible wounds/scars when you touch someone with one
Dark: the lights going off every time you walk in a room, including candles and lanterns- outdoors, within 20 feet
Cognitive: send all of your thoughts to anyone within 20 feet, uncontrolled
Synchronized Swimming: Every time you get into the water, you find yourself making strange poses.
C ⦿Off-Track
Keeping your head down can mean to avoid drawing attention to yourself too, so perhaps you instead are choosing to look for places to hide around the area. Be careful! You'll likely find skeletons from wayward travelers lying around outside of the water... it may be best to stick to where most people are right now, or at least find someone to teach you some basic magic skills to give you a chance at defending yourself against the fearsome creatures that lives near this gorge: the aqrabuamelu, a species of fierce warriors created to wage war against younger gods in their original lands. They are 8 to 9 feet tall, with the torso, head, and arms of a man and the body of a scorpion, including both claws and a poisonous tail. A sting from them will render victims blind, they are super strong, and if that wasn't enough they are also excellent archers. It will take a party to get out of a battle with these warriors and back to safety, so you may consider helping out your fellow new mages by trying out your magic todefend each other.
A ⦿Keep Your Head Down
Those who aren't afraid to get wet may head toward the waterfall itself and the pixie's hint might become a little more apparent:keep your head down and walk through the waterfall itself. On the other side, you seem to be on another land entirely. A floating land, actually. Three islands, floating in the sky above the clouds and connected by a wooden suspension bridge from the first to the middle and a second from the middle to the last island.
The first island you arrive upon seems to be host to not much-- old statues, shaped like beasts are scattered among ancient, gargantuan trees whose roots are likely bigger than you are and leaves are shades of blue and turquoise throughout. There are a variety of small birds fluttering around, squirrels, deer, rabbits, a friendly skunk- the basic Disney package. One particularly notable thing is that the animals are reactive to music, so if you start to sing, they will follow you around. The birds will sing with you, the animals may start participating in whatever it is you are doing.
Across the first bridge lies an island with an old-looking castle with tall towers, covered in vines and flowers, surrounded by a moat, with a gazebo in an overgrown rose garden. Despite that it seems the plant life is unkempt, the building itself looks intact and clean.
The only residents of this island are 9 sorceresses, and they will welcome you with open arms and graciousness. There is an anti-violence spell placed upon the castle grounds. Any attempts to start fights, hurt anyone, or cause trouble, will result in the immediate transformation of that person into swine. You'll need to either speak to the sorceress, and one of the maidens upon the island named Circe, to beg for your fellow travelers returned to normal.. or find a siphoner to remove the curse for you. In the meantime, everyone is welcome to stay in the unoccupied rooms and explore the castle and the islands of the Land of Maidens while they stay. Get comfy, perhaps find a roommate (there are a lot of people coming in and there may not be enough rooms). You may also want to find your own food source over eating anything in the kitchen. Maybe hit up some of the older otherworlders who were warned ahead of time about eating fairy foods... or risk getting stuck in Elphame until you find a solution.
Within the castle, there are 6 occupied bedrooms-- visiting each will allow you to meet the sorceresses who live in the Land of Maidens.
B ⦿ The Maidens' Tasks
Each maiden will provide you with a different task to complete upon meeting. Once enough people complete their tasks, they will show everyone how to get off of the island and fast-travel to the capitol of the Fae lands, Nicnevin, for the Winter Solstice. In the meantime, everyone is welcome to stay in the spare bedrooms within their castle or camp outside where they please.
Eight of the nine witches are present and their tasks are as follows:
Thitis: A woman who plays a cither with expertise, she is able to change the moods and emotions with the power of her music, as well as lull people into slumber. She requests that you climb to the tallest tree on the first island and get her a branch from the top with which to make a new neck when this one runs out. Do not harm the tree in the process, and watch out for the thorns, which are known to turn creatures to stone if they draw blood. It is a gift for her sister, Thiton, so please deliver it to her.
Thiton: Thiton is more interested in modern music, and asks that you perform your favorite song with her. She can play any instrument, but you must perform to whichever one you choose to play with her. She will transform wood brought from Thitis's task to whichever instrument you choose and you must find at least one other person to perform with you. Sounds created from her instruments will create sonic damage as well as give your character synaesthesia for the rest of the day.
Circe:Casts a curse upon every person who entersher room. This curse causes the person to have one part of themselves transform into a wolf every five minutes.Break your curse or become one of her pets. This curse is immune to siphoning and can only be broken by finding the character's clothes, which have been transported onto one of the statues on the first island, and throwing it over the cursed individual.
Mazoe: A very motherly figure, her room looks like a nursery for a baby. In fact, upon entry, you and whoever you enter with will be tasked with taking care of her child while she runs some errands. Her child is a giant baby with superpowers. It doesn't seem like she's coming back for a while. Good luck, new parents.
Moronoe and Tyronoe: This room is the scene of an argument between the two witches. They cannot decide on a mural for the accent wall in this room. They seem to decide that the truest art is one that fate decides for you, and you and whoever you came in with (or wandered by in the hallway and got pulled in) should work together to paint them a new mural. Be wary, as any creature painted on the wall will come to life and mess with the rest of the mural as you go. You cannot leave the room until the painting is complete.
Gliten and Glitonea: These two share a room filled with threads and needlework projects and equipment, and a cauldron they will not let you near. They lament that you missed their sister, but she runs off on her own from time to time and only comes back to the island when it's her turn to stir the cauldron- though neither of them seem to need to right now. They seem to speak in turns, often finishing each other's sentences. Something about them looks familiar, as if you've seen their sister before. The sisters three's (two's?) task is to cross the bridge to the third island wearing a blindfold. The bridge itself is called the "Whisper Bridge" and you will hear voices of people you care about trying to draw you off the bridge, saying anything they can think of to get you to turn off the bridge. There are no railings on the second bridge.
A ⦿ Whisper Bridge
Attempting to cross the bridge without a blindfold will prove to be much more challenging, as the bridge seems to be under siege by sky orcas. These beautiful creatures, colored with galaxy patterns that seem to move as they swim, occupy the skies surrounding the islands. They make a show of flying through the air and are peaceful everywhere around the islands except for at the Whisper Bridge.
Those who see them while crossing the bridge will be hunted as dinner, and they're particularly terrifying ethereal beings who can touch you, but turn to clouds when you touch them. They will not attack anyone who cannot see them-- so Gliten and Glitonea's task, or an impossible fight, will get you to the third island.
B ⦿ The Island of Dreams
The final island is a place where the imagination rules. If you can imagine it, it will come into being on the Island of Dreams... sometimes whether it's on accident or on purpose, so be careful what you get caught in your head. This illusionary island will make anything real, and is a way to conceal some very real features that it is protecting.
Remember that anything you create on Dream Island must stay on Dream Island or it will die, and anything that you create on Dream Island can cause real damage to the real people on it. This is a place where dreams become real. You cannot control the other people on it, but you can create illusionary versions of people you know to interact with as well. (Please get player permission before doing anything with in-game characters.)
The exit to the islands is also located on Dream Island, in the form of a huge, green dragon. You have to be brave and walk into the dragon's mouth, and you'll come right back out the waterfall you came in through. It's hard to tell if this dragon is real or not... but it will get you back on Avalon's grounds.
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Do they get some sort of totem to get back to Camelot when they want to? or are they stuck hiking all the way. My character wants to go (or rather I want to poke him at newbies), but also wants to do some quests back in Cam.
... or does that dragon mout actually take you back to Camelot.
So in terms of dreams, would it be possible to conjure up whole cities, towns and landmarks-- in addition to individuals and objects?
Or is there a limit in scope to what can be created?
Also, also...! Are dreamed up creations able to cause problems for other people as well? Like are they able to act as their own player-created npcs within reason?
whoever thought it was a good idea to dump someone into a lake, hyde kido wants a word with you. sure, the new area was neat, and he had an urge to explore, if only it was to find any sort of civilization. but first, getting his hands on the everwarm potion. ]
Ugh, couldn't this have happened in like... the summer or something? [ it still hasn't clicked that he's in a new world. he just thinks people are cosplaying. ]
ii. food for the ages
[ as a newcomer, he had seen the messages stating not to eat fairy food. and for the most part, hyde thought it was a joke. wasn't it bad to ignore food in general? but if it was sent to everyone, there should be some merit to it, right?
searching through the kitchen lead to nothing that could even remotely sate the hunger he had, so hunting it was. though being a city kid, he wasn't exactly sure where to start. basics were hard. ]
Finding food shouldn't be this hard... [ he kept grumbling, even as he spent time picking berries and other fruits wherever he could find them. ]
iii. test of luck
H-Hey, uh... try not to let me fall, okay?
[ hyde was already blindfolded and ready to go. he doesn't even know who heard him, aside from the footsteps he heard nearby. he wanted to back out now, tear off the headband and walk across, but the maidens put up a good argument. he couldn't deny any woman, it seems. ]
It's just walking straight, right? Can't be that complicated! [ he was sure his fear shone through in his voice. ]
iv. island of dreams
[ yeah, crossing that bridge was a good idea, no matter how terrifying it was.
hyde, basking in the euphoria of pushing past death (though it was nothing new to him), was simply enjoying the ability to make things appear out of nowhere, such as the nice, comfy bed he was laying on. it reminded him of the times he'd come home with 4 hours to spare before school, trying to get as much sleep as he can before the time could even arrive. boy, being part of the hollow night screwed with his sleep schedule.
he wasn't asleep now, but the rest was definitely worth it. he spies someone looking his way, and his only instinct was to stare back. it was a comfy bed-- he wasn't against sharing if they asked right. but no issue with being wary, right? ]
v. wildcard!
[ throw anything you'd like, or plot with me over at divinereaper! ]
[Gene gently sang as he enjoyed the company of the animals around him, filling him with a warmth he hadn't felt since he died.]
~Now don't hang on Nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky It slips away And all your money won't another minute buy~
[Damn...He wished he had a guitar or something. That would have made this moment perfect.]
~Dust in the wind All we are is dust in the wind Dust in the wind Everything is dust-!
[He was interrupted from his singing by the scurrying of his animal friends when someone approached his resting spot. Sighing he pushed himself up and headed towards the noise. He was growing tired of resting anyway. As he approached, he heard a voice grumble about something. Unable to hold in his curiosity, he stepped through the vegetation to watch a young man dig through some bushes.]
[This was not Elsa's first time ever, falling suddenly into water. Well, suddenly and suddenly. Crossing a raging stormy ocean was a little different. Regardless, she's now here and appreciates the Everwarm given by the beautiful lady she met as she gets to the shore. Bruni is clinging onto her hair while sitting on her shoulder, shocked by the experience.]
Don't worry, I'm sure we'll figure out what's going on soon enough. It sure is cold here...
[Something is off about her since she's usually resistant to cold, unless the cold comes from the depth of Ahtohallan. Her clothes aren't helping at all either - especially the fact she has no shoes.
She gently takes Bruni onto her hands, keeping him close and providing some heat. Which... is also strange since Bruni is supposed to be warm all the time.
She looks around, trying to find someone nearby to talk to and once she does spot someone she will approach them.]
Excuse me, can you tell me what's going on?
[Someone should probably tell her about the waterproof bag that's been ziptied to her cape that she hasn't yet noticed. Since that's where her device is.]
B. Into the unknown
[Elsa has heard of waterfalls hiding treasures behind them from some stories before. So she's curious if the actual answer here would be to go through it... and it's sort of exciting, too, so she grins to someone nearby before walking through the waterfall first.
What's beyond the waterfall is what takes her breath away for a moment. She's never seen anything like this, not even in the enchanted forest. The floating islands and the giant trees, the friendly woodland creatures... it's all like a fairytale.]
Is everything in Avalon like this, or is it just this place?
C. Painting the room
[Elsa doesn't really see herself as much of an artist, but painting a mural sounds like fun task anyway. Besides, she wasn't doing it alone, so they could make some interesting artistic choices.
If only the snowmen she drew didn't start causing havoc. They reminded her of the snowgies she sneezed to life... and her and Anna's familiars as well, but they looked more like traditional snowmen like Olaf, really.]
... if I knew they'd come to life, I would have drawn something lazy.
[Like a sloth. Bruni frowns on her shoulder at the antics of the new "friends".]
D. Wildcard
I'm open to exploring the islands otherwise or maybe doing some of the other tasks like singing or babysitting. Dream island stuff would also be just fine.
If you want to plot with me for something specific, PM this account or contact me on sasageyo.
[Beowulf, in the meantime, is looking a tad annoyed. Whatever made him decide to come here and deal with fairies, instead of staying home with some sweet mead, was probably also fairly annoying.
Instead, he's here a rather scary look on his thuggish face. The hulking guy turns to face the woman addressing him, scarred face looking down at her.
So scary!]
Eh... you must have just got here. Fairies is what's going on.
[Why is this place so mean to her? Once again Paimon finds herself falling from the sky like a rock. She is screaming on her way down until---SPLASH. She still can't swim, and thankfully the Lady of the Lake is assisting the Paimon. Paimon is back on the same ride with the jellyfish, drifting towards the shore. Drenched like a puppy, she exhales calmly when the danger passes.
So she thought until--
BUMP.
A small satchel drops on top of her head then on the jellyfish. Ouch! At least she's getting closer to land. Paimon can't help but puff her cheeks, looking at the sky with her oh-so-angry face like:]
Not funny! Stupid world.
[II. Island of Maidens:]
A:
[Paimon ventures like never before... walking to her destination, this little three feet child-like being. Crossing the bridge becomes a feet for her. Difficult as in some fear swells up within her. Paimon takes her time, glancing down time to time, which is making it worst. Her legs and arms are shaking.]
Ah... This island is too high.
[Of course Paimon, that's why it's a floating island.]
H-hold on! Paimon needs to catch her breath!
[Help!!!]
B:
That was... too much.
[When Paimon finally arrives on the first island, her stomach grumbles.]
Hmm, what do they have to eat here?
[Paimon thought out loud as she ventures. She didn't get the memo about the pixies, and of course one of them drifts towards her asking for her name.]
Oh, hello there! I'm--
[Someone stop her!]
[III. Island of Dreams:]
[This is probably the best island out of the three! Paimon's dreams manifests to a jiggling and bouncing sugar-frosted slime paradise. Slimes everywhere! Edible slimes! This time the slimes don't try to eat her. She is jumping on one like a trampoline. A certain Traveller is trying to catch up with her.
Then, there is one point where either she got stuck or sunk in a sugar-frosted slime like a hidden toy in the cake, and it looks like she is knocked out.]
[In contrast to the poor, height-averted Paimon, this monkey is taking his time to peer over the bridge with narrowed eyes, trying to make out what's below. Clouds, clouds, annnd more clouds... boo.]
[He turns his head to look back at the small, child-like individual currently attempting to follow up the bridge behind him, and he's pretty sure they hadn't moved for a good several minutes.]
[ Suddenly plunged into freezing water, Gu Yun's first thought is that he has died, the force of his will insufficiently indomitable to offset the relentless battering of his body over the years: the spirit unwilling, but the flesh too weak. Cold, so cold, he thinks to himself. But no matter how cold, he'll wait by the River of Forgetfulness, because he'd promised...
A flood of memories comes back to him just then, things he hadn't been able to remember for the duration of his long convalescence in Jiangnan. Back then, drifting in and out of consciousness, he'd had the idea that he was forgetting something critically important. In the end, he'd attributed it to the effects of the blast.
Along with the memories, comes a rush of power, a sensation completely different from the strength (or lack of it) in his limbs. He opens his eyes. As expected, he can't see a thing, but he can still sense some light. Using his kinetic magic (swimming is beyond him), he forces himself upwards.
Thus he rises slowly out of the foam, dripping water, with his long hair stuck to his body like seaweed, resembling Venus on the half shell (though fortunately more clothed). He hovers for a moment, his toes just touching the surface of the lake. He can't see well enough to distinguish land, but he is able to sense the presence of someone (you!) nearby. He smiles, confident and relaxed, as if all of this is within the breadth of his experience. ]
Hello!
[ ... ]
Uh... I've got some water in my eyes, can you see the way to shore?
[ He makes a show of blinking, as if that's going to fool anyone. The little island is right there. ]
II. Direction
They said to get out of here, we've got to keep our head up, whatever that means.
[ Back on the little island, after an everwarm-enhanced trip back down into the lake, the pixie-enchanted Gu Yun is attempting to be helpful. ]
There was nothing underwater, so that's probably it.
III. Head
[ He hasn't heard the warning regarding fae food, and his sensitive nose has led him to the kitchen. He has a jar full of crystalline, prismatically colored sweets, holding it open and frowning at the contents despite their delicate, sublime aroma.
Sensing the presence of another person (who's probably there for the same reason he is, he thinks), he says pleasantly: ]
Oh—do you want this? I don't care for sweets.
IV. Dreams
What do you think you're doing? Give me that! Still not recovered, squandering magic to run around when you should be in bed, and now even dreaming this stuff into existence!
[ Any passerby may discover two grown men locked in serious battle over a large jug of wine. With his kinetic magic, Gu Yun absolutely should be the victor, but because this is his dream nightmare, Dream!Shen Yi gets it away from him. Unbalanced, Gu Yun tumbles backwards onto his backside. Fury flashes across his face. Fuck, why had he ever thought of this nursemaid of a man!
Rearranging his expression, Gu Yun makes no effort to stand up again, instead pressing the back of his hand to his forehead. In a tremulous, very dramatic voice he says: ]
This Gu nearly sacrificed for his country, and may do so any day. You'd deny me even this!
[ He lets his hand fall from his forehead and presses it to his chest. ]
Taking advantage of a sick man, too. You'd never beat me otherwise, just how petty can you be?
[He had run into so many fake Gu Yun since arriving in Avalon that another hadn't surprised him. That he couldn't tell they're fake using blood magic was a little different but it was one of those things that he expected to happen at some point.
So when he spotted another Gu Yun after having lost the last one and also Shen Yi, well.
He let himself just watch for a moment, his expression impassive but his eyes filled with longing.
But finally, he shook his head.]
If you're sick you shouldn't be drinking.
[He said it knowing this probably wasn't the real person...and yet, he felt he had to say it anyway.]
[ One minute, she was exploring the empty village she was born in with her mentor and the next she's unceremoniously dumped into a lake. The sudden cold is enough to shock and it's every instinct on fire that leads her to swim to the surface. Her hood clings to her shoulders as thickly as the rest of the nice clothes Reines had bought her —
Panic doesn't set in immediately. ]
— Add?
[ No answer, but maybe that's okay. He hadn't been talkatic today, right? He said he was sleepy — She turned to take account of herself and look for the hook under her cloak. Empty. He's gone. It's gone. ]
[ Panic sets in now. Only now as she begins to fidget with her cloak and stops once more. When they arrived in that village, Flat had hidden her face. The illusion had been a gift, freedom, and now the face of a stranger stares back at her once more. ]
I - I —
[ Her voice catches. It shouldn't be a surprise, this is the face she'd been stuck with most of her life. Flat's magecraft could only do much. And yet, it's these two changes that keep her staring somewhere into the middle distance despite her body shivering from the cold. Despite how it screams at her to get out of the water, she wades instead. Confused, lost, and perplexed as she tugs the hood back further over her head and feels an overwhelming sense of loss. ]
[ Perhaps, this was the "life" at the end of death her mentor once spoke of. ]
II INTO THE UNKNOWN
[ She's not dead. That much had become apparent, she thinks, when she finally made it through the waterfall and to the other side. The items following behind her had been proof enough. More than that, however, was finding Add. Half asleep but cranky, she'd been relieved to find her closest friend once more. His sleepiness meant she could hug the cage tight and hook it back underneath her cloak before long. ]
[ Of course, she's heard a lot of stories about Camelot and Avalon. In a village like hers how could she not? (With a face like hers...?) ]
[ The world of faeries isn't an entirely unknown skeptical either, but stories don't hold up to appearances and she can't help the awe that feels her as she sees the giant trees and the large castle, foreboding in its measure. It's not at all like London. ]
Ihihhihi, you thought a different world would be the same? Stupid.
[ The voice, gravelly and sleepy, comes from beneath her cloak. Seeing someone glance her way, the girl coughed to hide it and ducked her head unanxiously .]
Um... We should look... For a roommate, right?
[ The castle looked big, but it's a lot of people. Is it selfish of her to not want to be alone? The slight rattling beneath her cloak reminds her that she's never entirely alone — but it's different. She feels overwhelmed and wants to run and hide —
Where? ]
III SPIRITED AWAY
Ah — Um — Please don't do that!
[ Her voice wavered from that of a whisper to something more along the lines of a depressingly quiet shout. "That," as it turns out is that the superbaby was currently crying because they was tired (and didn't want to sleep). It's half flooded the room, but more importantly, whenever they pound their fist or feet into the ground in the tantrum the entire room shakes with the force of an earthquake. ]
[ She can feel Add rattling with unheard laughter as she approached. When he swipes a hand in her direction she jumps back — without being able to reinforce her muscles she doesn't go as far, just barely misses, but at least doesn't tumble back into the water now past her ankles. ]
That's not nice... [ She sounds way too timid of a babysitter, as if she's not sure how to handle this kind of situation (hint: she really isn't). ] Would... you like a bedtime story?
[ That quiets them momentarily and for a moment she breathes a sigh of relief before realizing one very, terrible fact: She doesn't know any bedtime stories. At that, she turned giving a deer-in-the-headlights kind of look to the nearest person. ]
IV FLEETING DREAMS
[ The island of dreams offers freedom and a part of her never wants to leave it. At first she'd watched, curiously, as people made so many delightful things — bizarre and strange, but wonderful. Her world's expanded once more, but she feels so very small. ]
[ It's a passing thought. Until now she'd always thought she'd keep the same face — Flat had shown with magic that maybe it wasn't so impossible. And so one day, on the island, she sits and thinks. She'd always had a similar face — but what was it like before? She can't remember. She tries to force herself to remember. ]
[ She doesn't. But even so the face she dreams up is different, her own in a way. The hood comes down. Her smile separated as she turned back. Her dream island is mostly this — a concentration on freedom. And yet, somehow, there's more:
Cats. A lingering smell of tobacco smoke, ink, and herbs (familiar, soothing, she's content). A large tree, so very normal, but so comfortable to sit under that she can't help but do it most days she's on the dream island. Often she falls asleep to peaceful dreams. ]
[ When she leaves the island, it's always with something of a dower expression. A sort of dream world catchall! Catch her changing her face or napping. Or being surrounded by an army of cats. Have shenanigans ensue. ]
V OOC NOTES
[ Just some quick notes before playing with her. Please note that Gray may come in with a hefty dose of imposter syndrome. She's technically the form of a reincarnation of King Arthur — in body only, currently — from that of the Fate Universe. So although her hair is grey in color she's pretty much the exact replica of a couple other characters currently in play (Artoria, Nero). Dialogue-wise, she's timid, so there may be a bit more monologue! This monologue may allude to death and her own (believed) eventual end — though I do try to do so rarely. So if those topics bother you please avoid playing with her. Thank you!
A final note that Add is a strange-looking cube in a fairy cage. He's always with Gray, but kept hidden under her cloak. Jabs, laughing, and cloak rustling may be mentioned as necessary, but characters won't initially see him.]
[ self-centered and egotistical as saber might be, she... has generally found herself to be one who tries to help where she can. her absent master's influence has had a lasting impact.
the girl ahead of her is hooded, but clearly out of her depth regardless. elphame may be new to saber as well, but... well. avalon, at the least, is more familiar now. ]
[Landing in a lake wasn't the most normal of ways to be summoned, as he was sure he normally ended up in a summoning circle. He still had Gae Bolg, but he couldn't seem to dispel it like he normally could. So, swimming to the surface was a bit difficult... form wise, at least.
A few minutes later (and with some help from the Lady) he made it to the surface and to the island. He looks to the closest person.]
Well then, what now?
II - Maiden's Tasks
[Well then, someone is in a pickle. You may have come across a slightly blue tinted wolf in your travels around the island. This may or may not have been a Servant at some point.
Or maybe you saw him when he just had wolf ears. And a tail.
Anyway, someone went to see Circe, and was cursed to become a wolf.
Please help this poor naked Servant.]
III - Dream Island
[Have Lancer standing and staring at the nearby dragon. Yes, he wants to fight it, but no, he won't. For multiple reasons, the biggest one being the anti-violence spell the maidens put on the area.
Which makes for a grumpy Lancer, when he can't fight.]
Let's get out of here. It's no fun.
[ooc: Or hit me up with a wildcard. I can be found at penguinknitter for plotting.]
[Gene was starting to get used to the island, exploring the castle and the island with barely contained glee. While at first cautious, his curiosity of the place and his joy at being alive again ultimately washed the wariness away, leaving him eager to explore these lands. Humming to himself while he practically thrummed with happiness, he talked to the animals that followed him eagerly, overjoyed to be able to talk to others again. Even if the animals didn't respond in ways he could understand, he didn't care. He had enough imagination to fill in the blanks.
While walking around the island, he stopped when he saw a blue-tinted wolf searching for something. Carefully approaching it, he gently called to it and motioned for it to come here.]
[When Gene woke from his slumber in the void, he expected the voice of Mai, the girl that was his purpose in this unlife of his. He expected her frantic voice as she relayed the info from the latest case of his brother's entourage. What he didn't expect was the feeling of weightlessness and cold. ...Why am I cold? I haven't felt this cold since...
His eyes shot open in shock and he involuntarily sucked in a breath he didn't know he had. Taking in cold water instead of air, he choked on the unexpected feeling as panic started to rise in him. N-No! Not this! Not again!
Helplessness started to fill him as he thrashed against the imaginary plastic that had kept him captive in his watery grave. N-No! It didn't happen this way! I was dead before-!
Realizing that he wasn't covered in the sheet, he calmed down enough to try swimming towards the light shimmering at the surface. He could feel himself slowly weaken as darkness started emerging from the corners of his sight. I... have to...I can't...Not again!
With one last desperate stroke, he burst through the surface and gasped for breath. Coughing out the water, he looked around and blinked in shock. Where was he?]
Begin Again
[After having dragged himself out of the water, he had been visited by the Lady of the Lake who gave him some kind of liquid that warmed him up. He had almost cried when he felt the liquid run down his throat but had managed to choke out a thank you. He didn't know what was happening but he was eternally glad he wasn't freezing anymore. After having a brief chat with the lady, he decided to look around for answers.
The feeling of the cold air on his face made his tears apparent to him as he wandered. He was alive. Somehow he was alive again. But...he wasn't home. Even with the little he knew, he knew this. Everything was strange and exciting, the lady of the lake, her potions, and now the little pixies above the water. He chuckled at their energy and was content to simply watch them dance as he relished the feeling of air entering his lungs.
Gently humming to himself as he watched the pixies, he turned to look as someone approached him. Offering a small smile, he hummed for a moment before speaking.]
Beautiful isn't it? All this energy and life in this place. It's...been a while since I've seen such liveliness. It's...refreshing.
A familiar feeling
[After watching the pixies dance for a while, he decided to ask them a way to get out of here. At their giggly answer, he looked around and saw something underwater. Hesitating, he shivered at the thought of being underwater. Maybe there's another way? Deciding to ignore the deep water, for now, he decided to explore more the land.
While he investigated the area, he heard the sound of breaking bones. Stiffening at the familiar sound but thankfully without the pain, he looked down and saw human bones around the beach of the island.]
...That's not good.
[Just as he was about to examine the remains, he heard the sound of shouting and something skittering towards him. Looking up, he saw something approaching him at incredible speeds and paled.]
Shit!
[Looking around for a place to hide, he quickly behind a boulder and waited with bated breath. As the sound got closer and then stopped, Gene held his breath. Not daring to look behind his spot, he waited for whatever was chasing him to leave. He heard a deep growl close and then a curse before he heard it walk away. Unable to stop himself, he took a breath too soon and the walking stopped suddenly and the sound of an arrow hitting the ground near him made him gasp out loud.]
...Fuck.
((OOC: Wildcards are welcome! There is also an opt out for Gene here. You can contact me at CeyahWolfsong or at Discord: Anne#6966))
Edited (Opt out edition and other OOC stuff.) 2021-12-02 05:15 (UTC)
[Hijikata, having arrived by using the totem that had been given to all outworlders in Camelot, didn't expect to see all the monthly newcomers pop up here too. Where was Archimedes, who always led the trek from the usual arrival spot to Camelot City?! Who was going to fill them in on what was going on?
At Gene's words he paused, momentarily observing their surroundings as well. Just what kind of dreary place did that boy come from? But honestly, even an average city might easily be more drab and lifeless than the lake with its holographic shimmer, so he cautioned himself not to jump to conclusions.]
Oh, it may look beautiful, but be careful. You're on Avalon.
[If he looked kind of deadpan it was because after many months on this island he had come to learn that the fairies and even the fauna and flora could be deceptive and dangerous, and he'd rather forewarn any guileless new arrivals before they got themselves hexed.]
[Here's the situation: a very large and barely dressed man, with masses of sodden wet hair and three little horns on his forehead, is half sprawled on the shore of the little island where he clawed his way out of the freezing water. Having entirely ignored the offer of the Everwarm—to anyone watching, it's not even clear he noticed the offer was being made at all—he sits there curled up and shivering, eyes huge, and then goes through the following sequence of actions, all without acknowledging the presence of anyone else:
1. Staring at his hand, wrinkled from the water and shaking in the cold; 2. Staring at his wrist, as if expecting something to happen to it—but all that does is a brief, weak flash of light, as if he tripped over his own magic type for a moment; 3. Staring up at the sun, a little more intently and longer than anyone should actually look at the sun (he has to squint and avert his eyes more than once, but he seems determined anyway); 4. Finally . . . he throws his head back, takes a huge breath, and begins to laugh.
And laugh, and laugh—]
Ahahaha! Ahahahaha! Ahahahahaha!
[That's probably fine and normal and . . . stuff.]
II. Rubba-dub-dub, thanks for no grub
[After all that, and after breaking away from the crowd of newcomers and oldcomers, Kars makes his way eventually through the waterfall and to the floating islands without saying much of anything to anyone else. He seems quietly focused on taking all this in and understanding it on his own, heedless of what anyone else might be doing or saying about it.
But at last there's a moment, once he and several others have come to the castle and begun exploring that, and people are either making poor decisions in the kitchens or breaking out their own food brought from Camelot—he watches someone across the room with a piece of fruit, and then, without warning, his arm shoots out to grab the shoulder of whomever's standing nearest to him. It's a weird grab. It's not aimed quite right, almost as if he was expecting his hand to not strike the surface of the person's skin, but there it is, awkwardly clamped on someone's upper arm in some parody of camaraderie.
He just stares at it for a moment resting there, head tilted. There's no apparent rush to pull his hand back.]
. . . Oh, I see. I expected as much. They would take this from me as well? Am I meant to eat fruit?
[Wait, what exactly did he think he was about to do with this?]
III. It takes a Pillar
[Well, this is it. Here you are, standing in a nursery with a brick house of a man wearing a loincloth—by now he also has his hair and horns wrapped up and concealed with a tight scarf, but he hasn't yet bothered to put on anything else, not when where are half-wolf people and faeries running around naked anyway—face to face with One Big Baby. And the man lets out a low, rumbling chuckle, and says, looking at the baby,]
How many thousands of years has it been since I cared for an infant? How nostalgic. How humiliating! To think I've been weakened to a state even beyond this child! But so be it.
[Is he even paying attention to the other person in the room? No, not at first. But with this, at last, he turns to face whomever he's entered this uncanny nursery with, really addressing someone else of his own volition for the first time.]
You do know how to change a diaper, don't you?
[Time to figure it out if you don't!]
IV. The Wildcard One
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[Hello barely dressed man. Have an equally, barely dressed man; also as muscular and huge as yourself. He also gives a raise of an eyebrow as the guy grabs hold of some random bystander. No Mr. Pillarman. No weird biology manipulation for you~!
What he does get a raise of an eyebrow and a general lack of posing from the hulking mountain of muscle before him. You uh... gonna let go of that person you got buddy?]
[Evans has been through many things in his life, but this one has so far taken the cake. He dragged himself out of the freezing water, potion in hand and waterlogged boots dragging on the ground. His familiar was currently… hiding behind him. The man’s hat and sunglasses were on his head and the “Everwarm” potion was in his currently shaking hands. Trembling, frozen fingers began to work at the top before he downed in a breath.
He didn’t really believe in things like this, but—well, when you suddenly find yourself falling into a freezing lack after you were dozing off in the office. You tend to start to open up your mind.]
…Mighty strong stuff. [He grunted, trying to act all tough when in reality he was freaking the fuck out. None of that showed on his face, voice or body though. A gunslinger always remains cool, especially in the presence of a smokin’ hot woman. His pa had told him.
This might actually be the time to freak out though.]
Hey, you over there. Got any ideas on what’s happenin’? [He looked super serious, sounded super serious, and seemed rather… scary? With a sharp scowl on his face. His familiar still couldn’t be seen. But hopefully everyone has some alcohol with them—just in case.]
II – A Sheriff Never Asks for Directions
Keep our heads down?
[This seems awfully sketchy and not at all helpful. Did they mean literally or something else? The Sheriff ponders this for a moment before glancing at the others to see what their thoughts are. So far none of this made a lick of sense to him on the surface of things. But maybe that’s the problem? Was he thinking of things too literally? Evans looks as if he was certain and knew what the pixies meant; in truth he had no idea whatsoever!
But hey, gotta keep up the appearance of confidence here.]
So, what do you reckon we should do here?
[Follow the instructions, whatever they meant, or do their own thing.]
III – A Sheriff Always Performs The Maiden’s Tasks!
[He was gonna do it… he was gonna do all of the tasks the women gave him. Each and every single one of them! But no… he looks to his partner here. It was at times like this that Evans also remembered the words of his father.
”Son. If you focus on one specific man in a gun duel with multiple parties, you’ll just get stabbed in the back by someone you’re not looking at.”
A younger Evans replies: “So I guess I really have to pay attention to my surroundings.”
Evans senior: “That is true, but what I wanted to say here was that sticking to one thing is a risk. If one guy catches 20 men in the same amount of time another guy defeats 1, it’s clear who’ll be more popular, right?”
“Don’t waste yer time with girls who ain’t interested in ye.”]
You’re right, pa. Hey, I say the rooms with more than one person in ‘em should be avoided. Same with those that give unreasonable tasks. I got a feelin' they're all gonna be unreasonable though.
[Evans just wants to hit on one of them. Or his partner if they’re a girl. And by hit on, he’ll just act all tough and serious like.]
IV – A Sheriff Always Responds! Video / un; Sheriff Evans
Well now this is a handy device ain’t it? Gotta say I kinda wish I had sometin’ like this back home. Would make my job easier.
[He tilts his hat back as he looks into the camera, stern and sharp eyes gazing into it. In truth Evans had simply turned it on by accident while getting frustrated at trying to figure out the device. He sure doesn’t look like it though! If anything, he look super assured of himself, sharp and scowling as he sat back in his seat.
Like Clint Eastwood out of one those spaghetti westerns.]
Supposin’ I should get to introducin’ myself. The name’s Elmore Evans. Can’t say I know much about the laws in this here world. But I was a sheriff back home, so if any of ya’ll have any problems feel free to let me know.
[WILDCARD]
[ooc: Don’t see anything here that you like? No worries! Feel free to either start something up completely different or hit me up oocly and let me know if you’ve got a specific scene idea in mind~!]
[ While not quite as gung-ho to complete the maidens' tasks (and he's certainly not motivated by the desire to hit on any of them, either), Tsumugi's more than willing to do his part to ensure everyone's safe arrival to the capitol.
So he gives Evans a nod. ] I agree with you. I don't know what to expect, but we should be careful...
[ Honestly, he's not even sure how safe of a task this witch's would be. But after witnessing several people run out of one room in panic, and hearing the loudest baby wailing imaginable from another, he points to one of the other rooms (Thiton's). ] Should we go with this one?
directionless; [It's not often Riddle regrets his dorm uniform. It's a sign of his rank as dorm leader, carefully crafted in the Queen of Hearts image! He wears it with pride! It's also currently weighing him down and making it hard to wade through this forsaken lake. He can't even count how many times the train's caught on something, the roses and frills are drooping, his crown almost fell off... His boots are soaked through. It's all a disaster, but he can't just take it off.
The pixies aren't helping, either, giggling at him as he scowls in their direction. They're just laughing at him because of whatever spell it is they cast when he dove under the water, which isn't helping his mood any. They're worse then the fae that control the school's heating, honestly.]
Are you just going to stand there?!
[Is he shouting at the pixies or you...]
mural painting; [Riddle doesn't paint much. Painting the roses in the dorm's garden was a task the dorm leader delegated to others, and considering how quickly he became the Heartslabyul dorm leader... Well. He didn't have to worry about it - though he knows that's also quite different then painting a design on a wall.
How hard can it be, anyways? It's just paint on the wall. He just needs to do it. He just needs to paint this mural to be the most perfect it can be, but the fact he knows he's never had time for the arts that has him frozen in place. He doesn't know where to start. What design does he choose? How will he get the perfect mix of colors? Is there some sort of formula or ratio for mixing paint?
He stands there, staring at the wall with a hand on his chin and one on his hip, muttering under his breath. At this rate the wall might never get painted...]
blindfold challenge; [He's yet to put on his blindfold, looking across the bridge. It seems a bit too easy, so he knows there must be some sort of catch. There always is. Not all fae are as fickle as others, but this place seems to be lean more on the traditions he's heard Malleus and Lilia speak of. It's best to exercise caution and follow the rules to the letter, as fae are just as harsh when it comes to breaking the rules as he is.
Which is why he shoots a look to whoever steps up to the bridge, looking them over.]
Make sure to wear your blindfold, and don't get tricked by anything that happens.
[Yes, he will boss complete strangers around.]
But don't walk too fast, or you might fall. This isn't something to be done more recklessly then it needs to be.
✨imagination;✨ [It's just a little moment of indulgence.
Riddle sees the way the island shapes itself and forms things from the ether, and he's curious about it. Illusions are simple enough once you get the hang of them (which Riddle had, a long, long time ago), but things that are solid? Almost real? That's new. He's sure they're not permanent, but it's still a curious thing to him.
The boy is currently kneeling on the ground, surrounded by a group of colorful hedgehogs. Pink and green are probably not colors most people are used to seeing hedgehogs in - the blue ones are probably a bit more expected - but they've certainly got vibrant quills, feet, and faces, with white bellies that look exceptionally soft. He has his hands out, letting the hedgehogs snuffle at his fingers, while flamingoes in those same shades of blue, pink, and green pop into existence around him.]
We could almost play a game of croquet, couldn't we?
[That doesn't sound like a half bad idea. To him, anyways, even if he knows it's not the time for it...]
wildcard; [As it says on the tin! If you want to hash out anything specific, just hit me up here or at revelries!]
1. SOAKING IN YOUR ARRIVAL [Even among the new arrivals, Aogami is something over an oddity. Towering over most, and with an artificial-looking body from the neck down, along with glowing yellow eyes, he hardly seems short of breath when he pulls himself from the water. Nor is he in need of an Everwarm potion, politely declining the offer from the Lady.
His first order of business is to gain what information that he can from her -- which is scant. The second is to acquaint himself with his familiar, a little tengu no larger than an ordinary crow. Beyond that, however, he's at a loss. Where should he go, and without the young man to accompany him, what should he do?
He approaches the first person he spots.]
Pardon me. I have been informed I should remain here and await further instruction. I would be grateful if you could supply me with a briefing on the situation.
[His voice is a calm monotone, not at all like someone panicking upon arriving in a new world.]
2a. SEARCHING FOR DIRECTION - ELEMENTAL [Whether he's able to gather much useful intelligence or just winds up doing some exploring of his own, Aogami heads through the waterfall and is, of course, struck by enchantments courtesy of the fairies. He'll climb out of the water, only to find his hand where he pulled himself up has frozen into the surface of the water. Instinctively, he raises his other hand, and in ordinary circumstances would be able to transform it into a blade to free himself... but of course, here in Avalon, the powers of a Proto-Fiend have proven evasive.
So next he tries to punch the ice to crack it! Which succeeds, but his fist instantly freezes the water around it, and now he has both hands trapped in place in the ice, leaving him stuck awkwardly kneeling by the water.
Perplexed, he blinks.]
This is... inconvenient.
2b. SEARCHING FOR DIRECTION - LIGHT [Or perhaps he's been glamoured, and now looks like your favourite influencer! If you call out to him, regardless of his appearance, he'll break the illusion by responding with that usual calm male voice.]
May I assist you?
3. ISLAND OF DREAMS - SMTV SPOILERS [It happened by accident, really. Aogami couldn't help but think of his desire to return to the young man he had joined with, who would surely be needing his help. No sooner had he stepped into his mind that he appeared -- in human form rather than their shared Nahobino form -- and Aogami is soon adding to the dream, giving him one of his favourite books of poetry, and the rooftop of his dorm building, overlooking the skyline of Tokyo lit amidst the setting sun.
It's strangely quiet and melancholy, for a dream. Aogami seems content to watch over the boy while he sits and reads, simply remarking--]
This, too, is merely a dream. But if you wished for it, and had I the power, you would have it in an instant.
[The boy smiles at him, offers a quiet "I know," and resumes reading.]
4. WILDCARD [Come up with your own starter! In all cases I'll avoid spoilers by default (aside from prompt 3), but if you don't mind spoilers, let me know.]
Hrm, so it looks like something's that way... maybe the Lady of the Lake would be better at approaching them...
[The one Aogami approaches is currently peering out over the water away from the waterfalls, one hand at their forehead to shield their eyes, and a blonde tail matching their blonde hair waving behind them. Their muttering comes to a halt when Aogami addresses them and they turn, looking up.]
Huh? A briefing, eh? We're trying to figure out how to get to the Land of Maidens. There's always a catch when dealing with fairies and all.
"And here, you see, after I have trapped the Sorceress in an inescapable force field, and armed with the Sword of Power that has so looooooong been denied me, I, Skeletor, lord of Snake Mountain, take my rightful place as the one! the true! MASTER OF THE UNIVERSE!"
It's...quite a mural Skeletor has painted. Actually, less of a mural, and more a story told through the visual medium of art and Skeletor's own, apparently boundless in this one limited avenue, imagination. It has a three act structure, character arcs, a romance subplot that actually just seems to fizzle out and disappear before the halfway point, the phrase "Boredak Sucks" repeated over and over and over again, and lot and lots Skeletor fighting a really buff-looking blonde guy in furry underwear (not that Skeletor wears a great deal more to be honest).
He's actually quite forgotten the sorceresses who started this whole mess. "And now, we reach the grand denouement of my story, as I conclude my lifelong battle with my foe the only way I ever could! Er...or I will. Hand me the bucket of red paint, will ya? I'm gonna need most of it." Skeletor's hand waves impatiently. "Get to it, already!"
Bridge of Whispers
"Ah, what a lovely stroll!" Skeletor declares, already halfway across the bridge and making good time despite the blindfold. "Not much of a trial though, is it? I thought we were supposed to be tormented or some such nonsense."
By the voices of people Skeletor cares about. The magic appears to be having some trouble with that part.
"It's like I always say, never send a sorceress to do a real warlock's job, I tell ya." He carries on, despite whatever trials you, the unfortunate soul who got stuck making this journey with him says. "It's all a lot of flash and vague mutterings of prophecy, but never any actual substance. You know I think we're almost—"
Hey, Skelebrain! You ready to finish this or what?
Skeletor whips around. "HE-MAN! I knew you were here! I couldn't have been pulled away from Eternia all by myself! Where are you?! Don't think I'm not prepared to finish you utterly!"
Careful, Skeletor is gesticulating pretty wildly right now and the bridge is narrow.
She-Ra, Adora, has pretty good senses in spite of being blindfolded. The Horde had drilled her on all kinds of combat, and she'd excelled in ways few had. The voice of the stranger, grating as it was, wasn't nearly as bad as the voices all around her.
Hey Adora entoned Catra, while Bow's C'mon! We need to join the others had tugged at her, but she knew it had to be a lie. None of it felt quite real, not like the weirdo who'd gone on ahead of her.
"Hey, Watch it, jerk! I'm not He-Man...I'm She-Ra!"
[ Cold water makes for a miserable dragon. This...is not the bay he's used to -- wait, why is he in the bay anyway?
Whatever.
Berserker pulls himself to shore, shivering in his wet clothes. There's a bitterness as he grudgingly accepts the everwarm on the promise it's not poison. It does the trick and he stops shivering long enough to glare at whoever's closest to him with cold, red eyes. He certainly looks intimidating with how tall and built he is, paired with the wings, tail, and horns that make him look so inhuman only adding to that effect. ]
Explain. Now.
[ Seems he's not in the best mood... ]
[ 2. Keep Your Head Down ]
[ This whole thing has been nothing more than an annoyance. The person he cares for most isn't here, which is concerning enough on its own. There are also other concerning factors, like his missing poison sac and how weak he is again.
It's fine. He'll figure it out once he's had a moment to rest. One of the empty rooms is a good place for that and he strips off his wet shirt before laying down.
Of course that peace can't last. The moment he hears someone step into the doorway, he growls. ]
Go find another room.
[ Friendly. ]
[ 3. Whisper Bridge ]
[ Of course he isn't content to stay in the castle, nor does he want to play along with the requests of the maidens. This bridge stands between him and ... something, so he needs to cross it. It doesn't make any sense, but he feels compelled to do it.
The sky orcas don't even seem to threaten him. Armed with only his claws and an unreasonable tenacity, he tears at them uselessly. He doesn't stop, even when he's injured -- it only seems to make him that much more determined to get across.
Someone...might need to help him or stop him before this gets out of hand. ]
[ 4. Island of Dreams ]
[ It's anyone's guess how Berserker ended up here, but now he's managed to create an illusion of someone very dear to him. He can't stop himself from reaching out to the other man, taking his hand in his own. The normally cold and indifferent look on his face softens and there's even a hint of a smile on his lips. Everything is peaceful until someone comes upon this scene; he seems upset when someone notices the way he looks at this very real feeling illusion.
He lets go of the other man's hand and his expression hardens once again. ]
...Don't look at me like that. You must miss someone, too.
[ 5. Wildcard ]
[ These prompts not doing it for you? Got an idea? Drop me a starter or PM me here or on discord glitzkrieg#0673 and we can work something out! ]
[ Fortunately Gu Yun's monocle came along with him, and he's clipped it to his nose in time to read this... person's lips.
Wings. Horn. A tail. Sure, why not? He's seen weirder things in this place. In a voice that's confident and calm, if a little hoarse: ]
The world's ended. Your world, mine, everyone's. Everything's gone, except for this place. We've been brought here to save it.
[ Gu Yun himself looks just about as bedraggled, clad in his wet inner robes. Beneath the robes, bandages are wound about his body, which is terribly thin. He looks like he ought to be in bed, rather than carrying on a casual conversation. ]
in reverse; [When Oryou crashes into the lake all alone, she's not sure what to make of it. The Grail War (for as much as it was a Grail War to begin with) was over, and she and Ryouma were going to be able to spend their time seeing what Chaldea is like... But Ryouma's not here and this certainly doesn't seem like Chaldea from the brief glimpse she had seen.
To say she's upset is a little bit of an understatement. To say the fairies were making it worse was also an understatement.]
Oryou will let you go.
[She's managed to catch one of those pixies - she feels faster then she usually does, even if she has to use her legs and walk on the ground like some sort of human. She doesn't look like she wants to let this pixie go, though...
If anything, she's pulling it closer to her face. And opening her mouth...
Someone might want to save that poor pixie if they don't want the local fae population to get angry. Also to save its life or something.]
musical interlude; Oryou doesn't want to play music for you.
[The woman is incredibly blunt, staring at Thiton and looking remarkably unimpressed. She's not here to be someone's entertainment, and she's not especially keen to be working alongside somebody else.
It's unfortunate, then, that this is supposed to be a duet. Not unfortunate for her, as she sighs and turns to her unfortunate partner - which is whoever entered the room after her.]
You. Play a good song, and Oryou will forgive both of you for this.
[She's not in the mood to be helpful.]
dragon gate;cw brief mention of animal death, sorry frogs [The dragon is huge - the sort of dragon Oryou should have been, before the heavens struck her down and trapped her - and she hears whispers that it's the way off this island. What's beyond the island she's not sure as she didn't really bother asking anyone for information, but she knows what she hopes is beyond the dragon's maw.
Frogs hop around her - it was easier to think of frogs than who she was missing the most, who it seemed like she had failed again because she was here and he wasn't, but they couldn't keep her attention for long. Not even eating one made her feel better.
(She needs to just go through and see what's waiting for her. She just needs to see him again, apologize for letting him down again, because that must be why they were separated... Just like before, Oryou wasn't there.)
She looks down at her feet, watching the frogs for a moment. Some of them have gotten caught in her hair, with the way it drags along the ground, and she makes a vague effort to shake them free. She's not delaying leaving! She's not. She just doesn't want to take them with her. That's all.]
Stop that. Oryou can't eat all of you.
[But it's an empty threat, not that the frogs can even understand her.]
wildcard; [Bring whatever you want at me! Or hash something out at me at revelries or lavender#8156, if you want an idea.]
[ Ryouma is struck silent when he hears her voice. It has to be an illusion, a product of his lonely mind. That's what happens on this island, right? He turns to her and can only stare dumbly as he tries to say anything. ]
Oryou...?
[ Disbelief. It can't be her. She's not floating, but it's her. Tears sting at his eyes, though he refuses to let them fall, until he can be assured it really, truly is her. He can't even make himself approach in case she is just a figment of his imagination. ]
1. ARRIVAL [Akira arrives to pull himself out of the water, shaking himself off like a dog, when he's greeted by the Lady of the Lake. He's instantly tense, even as she explains what little she knows and offers him an Everwarm potion.
Shivering, he doesn't take it, but just stares at the bottle and then at her.]
Are you a demon? [The others on the island seem to be unhurt... so far. But what if she's rounding them up to do something terrible to them? The teenager doesn't look like he's about to back down straight away with how he's glaring at her distrustfully even as she tries to explain, so someone else might need to step in.]
2. THE MAIDENS' TASKS - CIRCE [A werewolf is on the loose! Or rather, Akira was cursed by one of the witches, and if he doesn't find his clothes soon, he's going to be trapped as her pet. His legs are already a wolf's, and he's sporting a tail and wolfish ears that definitely do not belong to his devilman form.
If he sees anyone that might be able to help, he runs over (which may or may not just scare them off, not that he's thinking about that right now).]
Hey! Have you seen some clothes anywhere lying around anywhere?! [weird question to ask a stranger, but ok.....] I need to find them!
3. THE MAIDENS' TASKS - GLITEN AND GLITONEA [By this point Akira is pretty disgruntled by the whole situation and the witches, but he also knows he's at their mercy if he really wants to get out of here. So for this task, he's blindfolded and attempting to cross the bridge. If he was at his full power he could just fly across and take down anything that tries to stop him, but right now he's all too conscious that if he wants to go anywhere, he really does have to follow what they say.
So he's careful to slowly make his way across the bridge, putting one foot in front of the other to make sure he doesn't accidentally step off the sides. Still despite his best attempts to focus, a familiar girl's voice calls out to him.]
Akira! Help!
[He freezes, turning his head to try to better figure out the direction the source came from.]
Miki? [He reaches to take off the blindfold, but hesitates. It's not the first time she's been used against him. But what if she really is in trouble?]
4. WILDCARD [Come up with your own prompt! I'm down for pretty much anything; feel free to PM if you want to discuss specific ideas.]
[ One moment he's at home. He's alone because everything else is gone, but then there's a flash of light. And the next moment, he's waking up with a splash into cold water. He's not particularly pleased about how he got here - or that he is here. And while he's not exactly itching to go back to Earth, he wants to move on with his life. Everything about this place just feels...wrong. He feels wrong.
He's tried to change his shape - and while he can get into his original form, he doesn't seem to be able to do anything with it. So, he decides to keep up appearances that he would at home. There's a lot of humans here, it seems. So he just has to do what he always did at home - and it's put his best foot forward in blending in.
Which means doing senseless tasks assigned to him. Even if this senseless tasks means crossing a bridge blindfolded. After all, everyone he cares about is dead - should be easy enough, right?
But the first voice he hears is the one person who could tug on his heartstrings, and he can't help. Akira says her name - and he's louder than those whispers, and he hopes it's enough. ]
( if you keep your head down, huh? that's... not the most helpful piece of advice in the world, but as far as Serah is concerned, it can't hurt to try something.
and her first thought? take it literally and see what's beneath the water. which seems promising, up until the point that pixies start giggling (how they do that underwater if a mystery even to Serah) and casting spells.
she comes back up to the surface with a desperate gasp of air, treading water as she looks for her familiar. )
I think we're going to have to try something else...
( reasonable enough, right? she thinks so. at least, she does up until he pulls herself out of the deeper edges of the water and sends Flanitor running for the hills, complete with the world's most annoying sound blaring from its mouth. )
H-hey! ( what in the world?! ) Where are you going? Wait up!!!
( is she imagining things, or is her familiar running faster now? )
— over the bridge.
( admittedly, this quest leaves her stomach in knots. crossing a bridge blindfolded seems... dangerous. which, if Serah thinks about it, is kind of silly, given all the things she's already done in her life. still. she supposes that's just part of being a person. silly, irrational fears.
she takes a deep breath and begins to shuffle her way across, arms spread and hands grabbing for a railing she quickly learns isn't there. it's fine. it's fine. she can do this. one foot in front of the other. that's all there is to it.
easy, right?
well. it is, up until it isn't. it is, up until the whispers start. the voice which calls her name is immediately recognisable, a voice she's heard all her life, in joy, sadness and (once upon a time, mostly) anger. her heart drops to her stomach, weighs it down with a freezing cold knot. )
Lightning?!
( what... what's Lightning doing here? she sounds so close, yet so far. rational thought swiftly gets discarded in favour of the voice she's sought to hear again for so long. the answers she's needed. Lightning's fate after Cocoon fell, her own beliefs considered nothing but the grieving of a young woman who's lost her last living family member.
she knew she was right. )
Lightning! Don't leave me—!
( the voice is getting fainter, more distant, and Serah's running before she even thinks about where she is.
if you're nearby, you might want to grab her before she barrels straight off the side. )
[They'd been told just how they need to cross the bridge which was dangerous enough, but damn if those whispers aren't convincing. However, none of the voices in particular can distract Zidane, but close to him, it sounds like they got someone's attention.]
[To risk the dangers of those damn whales around the bridge or not if needed?]
( hello, Avalon. I hope you're all having a lovely day, because the pretty location and gentle bliss of this strange new world is about to be interrupted, quite terribly, by the high pitched whining of a dark haired young woman who sits up in the shallows of the pool.
Seoya pouts as she wrings out her hair and looks at her surroundings. none of this is familiar, or even close to where she started.
and nobody she recognises is here.
she bites her lip, grips her hair more tightly, wringing until there's not a drop coming out, and only when her hands and scalp begin to hurt does she think of grabbing blindly for her crossbow.
for anything.
shit. shit, shit, shit. )
Dom? Oh... come on! ( does she have to get back into the depths of the pool to look underwater, too? ) Min? HEY!
( one of you... answer her. )
— the babysitters.
( Seoya is a stranger to babysitting. really, she's a stranger to most work that doesn't involve a crossbow. it's not like she ever had to work, after all.
but even if she had been the best babysitter in the Queendom, she's not sure anyone is qualified to take care of a giant baby that is capable of yanking all its toys towards itself without so much as moving.
ugh. she's jealous. )
Put that down!
( yeah. shouting at the giant baby is not exactly effective, Seoya. not even close.
to her credit, she sees that. unfortunately, her chosen method of dealing with that?
also not very effective; ) Put that down or I will call your mother and— and tell her to disinherit you!
[Aogami had picked up on a noisy human flailing about in the water. At first, he was concerned she might be drowning and it had escaped the Lady of the Lake's notice. Of course, he then investigates and realises she's in the shallows, and seems simply to be yelling for people she knows.
He sympathises, so he moves over to offer her a hand up.]
Young lady, you will become cold if you remain in the water. I suggest you get to your feet and compose yourself.
[ There's a pretty intense feeling of deja-vu that hits Sakyo the moment he realizes he's in water. Freezing cold water at that. It isn't until he drags himself to land that he comes to realize that yes, this sort of thing has definitely happened before, though as he watches as his familiar komainu hauls itself along after he notices that the surroundings are... sort of different than before. Didn't he show up at a beach the first time? Is this a different place?
His intense thinking is interrupted by the large guardian lion-dog beginning to shake the water out of its fur. ]
Go do that somewhere else! I'm soaked enough already! [ His komainu has gotten pretty good at listening when being scolded, so it gives a whimper then disappears, leaving Sakyo to his own devices. He removes his glasses in order to at least let them dry faster, staring off toward the water. ]
Where the hell is this? [ Is this still even Avalon? ]
( TWO ▮ searching for direction )
[ He's definitely too old for this, Sakyo thinks as he stands there in the underwater park, pixies flittering about with their obnoxious laughter. Just let him go back to the inn and have a coffee and a nap or something. The younger sorts would have a better time figuring out what nonsense needs to be fixed this time around. He'd might as well try to find something to do in the meantime before they can leave this place.
As he walks about, streetlights seem to flicker then disappear in his vicinity. Odd. The electricity must be busted what with this all being underwater and all. A pixie flutters behind him suddenly, snickering before zooming in, leaving a wake of dust as it passes. Sakyo tries to wave it off in frustration. ]
Keep that up and I'll do nothing about it! [ ...wait, what? ]
That's exactly what I meant. [ No its not!! ]
Yes! [ No, not yes, he meant to say no! ]
( THREE ▮ the maidens' task - thitis)
[ Sakyo stares up at the tree, arms crossed, unmoving. If your character seems younger than him then the only thing he'll say is: ]
Well? Hurry up and start climbing.
[ However if they look about his age or are older, he's just going to keep standing there and wait to see you... y'know, start climbing. He might be a yakuza but he only does reckless things when ordered to, and only when he thinks its not a stupid idea. And this? This is really stupid. He hasn't climbed trees since he was five. ]
[ Tsumugi's not sure what ends up surprising him more: the lights disappearing around this person in the distance, or who the person seems to be. Either way, he's staring wide eyed a short distance away, taking the scene in.
He doesn't say anything out loud, but Sakyo will be able to hear his thoughts loud and clear. "Is that Sakyo-san? It looks like him... but I shouldn't call him that here, should I? Hm... How do I ask...?" ]
[Well. This was the last thing May had expected. Between trying to go back home and getting everything sorted out with her siblings, she never thought she would end up in another world with strange new creatures and magic. With a huge pout on her face, all she wanted to do was to vent her frustrations out! This wasn't how it was suppose to go! She had her family and clan to protect here!
Although, that didn't stop her from feeling useless as she started to look at the various unfamiliar faces around. Feeling useless, she wanted to say something but she didn't know what.
Just where was she suppose to start? What was she suppose to say for suddenly arriving in a new world?]
B. The Maidens' Tasks
[Again, this was the last thing May was expecting. While she had no problem playing a flute, the problem was trying to find one that was suited for Thiton. With that, she looked to a nearest person before whispering in their ear.]
Sorry, what does she mean 'modern'? What kind of modern music do you guys play here anyway?
[Then her voice got even lower.]
Is she more interested in those 'pop' music I heard about?
C. Text/Video
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[That was all was written before there was some mumbling heard as the image of a young girl was fidgeting around the communicator. Switching to text, video, and voice? She wasn't even sure if she was doing anything correctly. With that, she gave a sigh.]
The technology in this world sure is strange. This is nothing like what it is back home.
[ A month into life in Avalon and Riza can't say she's fully comfortable with the technology of it either — Although, she's blessedly, had a little longer to figure it out than the young princess of Xing.
At first, she wonders if it's another "accidental" post like the few that have gone through — Really, some people didn't need a hold of their phone if it resulted in some of the messages she's seen. The text switches to video, brief enough and obscured, but the voice that comes after is hint enough. ]
From what I understand of it— it's Amestris' and Xing's technology that's just a little strange... Or, more precisely, a touch out of a time.
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... or does that dragon mout actually take you back to Camelot.
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Or is there a limit in scope to what can be created?
Also, also...! Are dreamed up creations able to cause problems for other people as well? Like are they able to act as their own player-created npcs within reason?
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Hyde Kido | Under Night In-Birth | Dark + Siphon
[ hyde sneezed.
whoever thought it was a good idea to dump someone into a lake, hyde kido wants a word with you. sure, the new area was neat, and he had an urge to explore, if only it was to find any sort of civilization. but first, getting his hands on the everwarm potion. ]
Ugh, couldn't this have happened in like... the summer or something? [ it still hasn't clicked that he's in a new world. he just thinks people are cosplaying. ]
ii. food for the ages
[ as a newcomer, he had seen the messages stating not to eat fairy food. and for the most part, hyde thought it was a joke. wasn't it bad to ignore food in general? but if it was sent to everyone, there should be some merit to it, right?
searching through the kitchen lead to nothing that could even remotely sate the hunger he had, so hunting it was. though being a city kid, he wasn't exactly sure where to start. basics were hard. ]
Finding food shouldn't be this hard... [ he kept grumbling, even as he spent time picking berries and other fruits wherever he could find them. ]
iii. test of luck
H-Hey, uh... try not to let me fall, okay?
[ hyde was already blindfolded and ready to go. he doesn't even know who heard him, aside from the footsteps he heard nearby. he wanted to back out now, tear off the headband and walk across, but the maidens put up a good argument. he couldn't deny any woman, it seems. ]
It's just walking straight, right? Can't be that complicated! [ he was sure his fear shone through in his voice. ]
iv. island of dreams
[ yeah, crossing that bridge was a good idea, no matter how terrifying it was.
hyde, basking in the euphoria of pushing past death (though it was nothing new to him), was simply enjoying the ability to make things appear out of nowhere, such as the nice, comfy bed he was laying on. it reminded him of the times he'd come home with 4 hours to spare before school, trying to get as much sleep as he can before the time could even arrive. boy, being part of the hollow night screwed with his sleep schedule.
he wasn't asleep now, but the rest was definitely worth it. he spies someone looking his way, and his only instinct was to stare back. it was a comfy bed-- he wasn't against sharing if they asked right. but no issue with being wary, right? ]
v. wildcard!
[ throw anything you'd like, or plot with me over at
Food for the ages
~Now don't hang on
Nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away
And all your money won't another minute buy~
[Damn...He wished he had a guitar or something. That would have made this moment perfect.]
~Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind
Dust in the wind
Everything is dust-!
[He was interrupted from his singing by the scurrying of his animal friends when someone approached his resting spot. Sighing he pushed himself up and headed towards the noise. He was growing tired of resting anyway. As he approached, he heard a voice grumble about something. Unable to hold in his curiosity, he stepped through the vegetation to watch a young man dig through some bushes.]
...What are you doing?
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Elsa | Frozen | Kinetic/Elemental
[This was not Elsa's first time ever, falling suddenly into water. Well, suddenly and suddenly. Crossing a raging stormy ocean was a little different. Regardless, she's now here and appreciates the Everwarm given by the beautiful lady she met as she gets to the shore. Bruni is clinging onto her hair while sitting on her shoulder, shocked by the experience.]
Don't worry, I'm sure we'll figure out what's going on soon enough. It sure is cold here...
[Something is off about her since she's usually resistant to cold, unless the cold comes from the depth of Ahtohallan. Her clothes aren't helping at all either - especially the fact she has no shoes.
She gently takes Bruni onto her hands, keeping him close and providing some heat. Which... is also strange since Bruni is supposed to be warm all the time.
She looks around, trying to find someone nearby to talk to and once she does spot someone she will approach them.]
Excuse me, can you tell me what's going on?
[Someone should probably tell her about the waterproof bag that's been ziptied to her cape that she hasn't yet noticed. Since that's where her device is.]
B. Into the unknown
[Elsa has heard of waterfalls hiding treasures behind them from some stories before. So she's curious if the actual answer here would be to go through it... and it's sort of exciting, too, so she grins to someone nearby before walking through the waterfall first.
What's beyond the waterfall is what takes her breath away for a moment. She's never seen anything like this, not even in the enchanted forest. The floating islands and the giant trees, the friendly woodland creatures... it's all like a fairytale.]
Is everything in Avalon like this, or is it just this place?
C. Painting the room
[Elsa doesn't really see herself as much of an artist, but painting a mural sounds like fun task anyway. Besides, she wasn't doing it alone, so they could make some interesting artistic choices.
If only the snowmen she drew didn't start causing havoc. They reminded her of the snowgies she sneezed to life... and her and Anna's familiars as well, but they looked more like traditional snowmen like Olaf, really.]
... if I knew they'd come to life, I would have drawn something lazy.
[Like a sloth. Bruni frowns on her shoulder at the antics of the new "friends".]
D. Wildcard
I'm open to exploring the islands otherwise or maybe doing some of the other tasks like singing or babysitting. Dream island stuff would also be just fine.
If you want to plot with me for something specific, PM this account or contact me on
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Instead, he's here a rather scary look on his thuggish face. The hulking guy turns to face the woman addressing him, scarred face looking down at her.
So scary!]
Eh... you must have just got here. Fairies is what's going on.
[Probably not a very helpful answer.]
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paimon | Genshin Impact | Kinetic & undecided
N-NOT THIS RIDE AGAAAAAAAAAAAAIN!!!
[Why is this place so mean to her? Once again Paimon finds herself falling from the sky like a rock. She is screaming on her way down until---SPLASH. She still can't swim, and thankfully the Lady of the Lake is assisting the Paimon. Paimon is back on the same ride with the jellyfish, drifting towards the shore. Drenched like a puppy, she exhales calmly when the danger passes.
So she thought until--
BUMP.
A small satchel drops on top of her head then on the jellyfish. Ouch! At least she's getting closer to land. Paimon can't help but puff her cheeks, looking at the sky with her oh-so-angry face like:]
Not funny! Stupid world.
[II. Island of Maidens:]
A:
[Paimon ventures like never before... walking to her destination, this little three feet child-like being. Crossing the bridge becomes a feet for her. Difficult as in some fear swells up within her. Paimon takes her time, glancing down time to time, which is making it worst. Her legs and arms are shaking.]
Ah... This island is too high.
[Of course Paimon, that's why it's a floating island.]
H-hold on! Paimon needs to catch her breath!
[Help!!!]
B:
That was... too much.
[When Paimon finally arrives on the first island, her stomach grumbles.]
Hmm, what do they have to eat here?
[Paimon thought out loud as she ventures. She didn't get the memo about the pixies, and of course one of them drifts towards her asking for her name.]
Oh, hello there! I'm--
[Someone stop her!]
[III. Island of Dreams:]
[This is probably the best island out of the three! Paimon's dreams manifests to a jiggling and bouncing sugar-frosted slime paradise. Slimes everywhere! Edible slimes! This time the slimes don't try to eat her. She is jumping on one like a trampoline. A certain Traveller is trying to catch up with her.
Then, there is one point where either she got stuck or sunk in a sugar-frosted slime like a hidden toy in the cake, and it looks like she is knocked out.]
II-A
[He turns his head to look back at the small, child-like individual currently attempting to follow up the bridge behind him, and he's pretty sure they hadn't moved for a good several minutes.]
You need help over there?
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Gu Yun | Sha Po Lang | Kinetic + Green (returning character)
[ Suddenly plunged into freezing water, Gu Yun's first thought is that he has died, the force of his will insufficiently indomitable to offset the relentless battering of his body over the years: the spirit unwilling, but the flesh too weak. Cold, so cold, he thinks to himself. But no matter how cold, he'll wait by the River of Forgetfulness, because he'd promised...
A flood of memories comes back to him just then, things he hadn't been able to remember for the duration of his long convalescence in Jiangnan. Back then, drifting in and out of consciousness, he'd had the idea that he was forgetting something critically important. In the end, he'd attributed it to the effects of the blast.
Along with the memories, comes a rush of power, a sensation completely different from the strength (or lack of it) in his limbs. He opens his eyes. As expected, he can't see a thing, but he can still sense some light. Using his kinetic magic (swimming is beyond him), he forces himself upwards.
Thus he rises slowly out of the foam, dripping water, with his long hair stuck to his body like seaweed, resembling Venus on the half shell (though fortunately more clothed). He hovers for a moment, his toes just touching the surface of the lake. He can't see well enough to distinguish land, but he is able to sense the presence of someone (you!) nearby. He smiles, confident and relaxed, as if all of this is within the breadth of his experience. ]
Hello!
[ ... ]
Uh... I've got some water in my eyes, can you see the way to shore?
[ He makes a show of blinking, as if that's going to fool anyone. The little island is right there. ]
II. Direction
They said to get out of here, we've got to keep our head up, whatever that means.
[ Back on the little island, after an everwarm-enhanced trip back down into the lake, the pixie-enchanted Gu Yun is attempting to be helpful. ]
There was nothing underwater, so that's probably it.
III. Head
[ He hasn't heard the warning regarding fae food, and his sensitive nose has led him to the kitchen. He has a jar full of crystalline, prismatically colored sweets, holding it open and frowning at the contents despite their delicate, sublime aroma.
Sensing the presence of another person (who's probably there for the same reason he is, he thinks), he says pleasantly: ]
Oh—do you want this? I don't care for sweets.
IV. Dreams
What do you think you're doing? Give me that! Still not recovered, squandering magic to run around when you should be in bed, and now even dreaming this stuff into existence!
[ Any passerby may discover two grown men locked in serious battle over a large jug of wine. With his kinetic magic, Gu Yun absolutely should be the victor, but because this is his
dreamnightmare, Dream!Shen Yi gets it away from him. Unbalanced, Gu Yun tumbles backwards onto his backside. Fury flashes across his face. Fuck, why had he ever thought of this nursemaid of a man!Rearranging his expression, Gu Yun makes no effort to stand up again, instead pressing the back of his hand to his forehead. In a tremulous, very dramatic voice he says: ]
This Gu nearly sacrificed for his country, and may do so any day. You'd deny me even this!
[ He lets his hand fall from his forehead and presses it to his chest. ]
Taking advantage of a sick man, too. You'd never beat me otherwise, just how petty can you be?
IV
So when he spotted another Gu Yun after having lost the last one and also Shen Yi, well.
He let himself just watch for a moment, his expression impassive but his eyes filled with longing.
But finally, he shook his head.]
If you're sick you shouldn't be drinking.
[He said it knowing this probably wasn't the real person...and yet, he felt he had to say it anyway.]
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gray | case files of lord el-melloi ii | kinetic and death magic
II INTO THE UNKNOWN
III SPIRITED AWAY
IV FLEETING DREAMS
V OOC NOTES
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the girl ahead of her is hooded, but clearly out of her depth regardless. elphame may be new to saber as well, but... well. avalon, at the least, is more familiar now. ]
Do you need help? [ she hazards that at last. ]
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Lancer | Fate/Stay Night | Kinetic / Death
[Landing in a lake wasn't the most normal of ways to be summoned, as he was sure he normally ended up in a summoning circle. He still had Gae Bolg, but he couldn't seem to dispel it like he normally could. So, swimming to the surface was a bit difficult... form wise, at least.
A few minutes later (and with some help from the Lady) he made it to the surface and to the island. He looks to the closest person.]
Well then, what now?
II - Maiden's Tasks
[Well then, someone is in a pickle. You may have come across a slightly blue tinted wolf in your travels around the island. This may or may not have been a Servant at some point.
Or maybe you saw him when he just had wolf ears. And a tail.
Anyway, someone went to see Circe, and was cursed to become a wolf.
Please help this poor naked Servant.]
III - Dream Island
[Have Lancer standing and staring at the nearby dragon. Yes, he wants to fight it, but no, he won't. For multiple reasons, the biggest one being the anti-violence spell the maidens put on the area.
Which makes for a grumpy Lancer, when he can't fight.]
Let's get out of here. It's no fun.
[ooc: Or hit me up with a wildcard. I can be found at
Maiden's Tasks
While walking around the island, he stopped when he saw a blue-tinted wolf searching for something. Carefully approaching it, he gently called to it and motioned for it to come here.]
Hello big guy. Whatcha looking for?
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SORRY I'M SO LATE! Having a hard time tagging lately
You good fam :)
AHH! I am so late! I was going to reply to this tag and then I lost it!
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Eugene A.J. Davis | Ghost Hunt | Cognitive/Death (Ghost Hunt Spoilers and CW:Death, Drowning)
[When Gene woke from his slumber in the void, he expected the voice of Mai, the girl that was his purpose in this unlife of his. He expected her frantic voice as she relayed the info from the latest case of his brother's entourage. What he didn't expect was the feeling of weightlessness and cold. ...Why am I cold? I haven't felt this cold since...
His eyes shot open in shock and he involuntarily sucked in a breath he didn't know he had. Taking in cold water instead of air, he choked on the unexpected feeling as panic started to rise in him. N-No! Not this! Not again!
Helplessness started to fill him as he thrashed against the imaginary plastic that had kept him captive in his watery grave. N-No! It didn't happen this way! I was dead before-!
Realizing that he wasn't covered in the sheet, he calmed down enough to try swimming towards the light shimmering at the surface. He could feel himself slowly weaken as darkness started emerging from the corners of his sight. I... have to...I can't...Not again!
With one last desperate stroke, he burst through the surface and gasped for breath. Coughing out the water, he looked around and blinked in shock. Where was he?]
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[After having dragged himself out of the water, he had been visited by the Lady of the Lake who gave him some kind of liquid that warmed him up. He had almost cried when he felt the liquid run down his throat but had managed to choke out a thank you. He didn't know what was happening but he was eternally glad he wasn't freezing anymore. After having a brief chat with the lady, he decided to look around for answers.
The feeling of the cold air on his face made his tears apparent to him as he wandered. He was alive. Somehow he was alive again. But...he wasn't home. Even with the little he knew, he knew this. Everything was strange and exciting, the lady of the lake, her potions, and now the little pixies above the water. He chuckled at their energy and was content to simply watch them dance as he relished the feeling of air entering his lungs.
Gently humming to himself as he watched the pixies, he turned to look as someone approached him. Offering a small smile, he hummed for a moment before speaking.]
Beautiful isn't it? All this energy and life in this place. It's...been a while since I've seen such liveliness. It's...refreshing.
A familiar feeling
[After watching the pixies dance for a while, he decided to ask them a way to get out of here. At their giggly answer, he looked around and saw something underwater. Hesitating, he shivered at the thought of being underwater. Maybe there's another way? Deciding to ignore the deep water, for now, he decided to explore more the land.
While he investigated the area, he heard the sound of breaking bones. Stiffening at the familiar sound but thankfully without the pain, he looked down and saw human bones around the beach of the island.]
...That's not good.
[Just as he was about to examine the remains, he heard the sound of shouting and something skittering towards him. Looking up, he saw something approaching him at incredible speeds and paled.]
Shit!
[Looking around for a place to hide, he quickly behind a boulder and waited with bated breath. As the sound got closer and then stopped, Gene held his breath. Not daring to look behind his spot, he waited for whatever was chasing him to leave. He heard a deep growl close and then a curse before he heard it walk away. Unable to stop himself, he took a breath too soon and the walking stopped suddenly and the sound of an arrow hitting the ground near him made him gasp out loud.]
...Fuck.
((OOC: Wildcards are welcome! There is also an opt out for Gene here. You can contact me at
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At Gene's words he paused, momentarily observing their surroundings as well. Just what kind of dreary place did that boy come from? But honestly, even an average city might easily be more drab and lifeless than the lake with its holographic shimmer, so he cautioned himself not to jump to conclusions.]
Oh, it may look beautiful, but be careful. You're on Avalon.
[If he looked kind of deadpan it was because after many months on this island he had come to learn that the fairies and even the fauna and flora could be deceptive and dangerous, and he'd rather forewarn any guileless new arrivals before they got themselves hexed.]
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Kars | Jojo's Bizarre Adventure | Light/Siphon
[Here's the situation: a very large and barely dressed man, with masses of sodden wet hair and three little horns on his forehead, is half sprawled on the shore of the little island where he clawed his way out of the freezing water. Having entirely ignored the offer of the Everwarm—to anyone watching, it's not even clear he noticed the offer was being made at all—he sits there curled up and shivering, eyes huge, and then goes through the following sequence of actions, all without acknowledging the presence of anyone else:
1. Staring at his hand, wrinkled from the water and shaking in the cold;
2. Staring at his wrist, as if expecting something to happen to it—but all that does is a brief, weak flash of light, as if he tripped over his own magic type for a moment;
3. Staring up at the sun, a little more intently and longer than anyone should actually look at the sun (he has to squint and avert his eyes more than once, but he seems determined anyway);
4. Finally . . . he throws his head back, takes a huge breath, and begins to laugh.
And laugh, and laugh—]
Ahahaha! Ahahahaha! Ahahahahaha!
[That's probably fine and normal and . . . stuff.]
II. Rubba-dub-dub, thanks for no grub
[After all that, and after breaking away from the crowd of newcomers and oldcomers, Kars makes his way eventually through the waterfall and to the floating islands without saying much of anything to anyone else. He seems quietly focused on taking all this in and understanding it on his own, heedless of what anyone else might be doing or saying about it.
But at last there's a moment, once he and several others have come to the castle and begun exploring that, and people are either making poor decisions in the kitchens or breaking out their own food brought from Camelot—he watches someone across the room with a piece of fruit, and then, without warning, his arm shoots out to grab the shoulder of whomever's standing nearest to him. It's a weird grab. It's not aimed quite right, almost as if he was expecting his hand to not strike the surface of the person's skin, but there it is, awkwardly clamped on someone's upper arm in some parody of camaraderie.
He just stares at it for a moment resting there, head tilted. There's no apparent rush to pull his hand back.]
. . . Oh, I see. I expected as much. They would take this from me as well? Am I meant to eat fruit?
[Wait, what exactly did he think he was about to do with this?]
III. It takes a Pillar
[Well, this is it. Here you are, standing in a nursery with a brick house of a man wearing a loincloth—by now he also has his hair and horns wrapped up and concealed with a tight scarf, but he hasn't yet bothered to put on anything else, not when where are half-wolf people and faeries running around naked anyway—face to face with One Big Baby. And the man lets out a low, rumbling chuckle, and says, looking at the baby,]
How many thousands of years has it been since I cared for an infant? How nostalgic. How humiliating! To think I've been weakened to a state even beyond this child! But so be it.
[Is he even paying attention to the other person in the room? No, not at first. But with this, at last, he turns to face whomever he's entered this uncanny nursery with, really addressing someone else of his own volition for the first time.]
You do know how to change a diaper, don't you?
[Time to figure it out if you don't!]
IV. The Wildcard One
[Have at me! You can surprise me with something, PM this journal, hit me on Discord @ Hen#6953, or ping me on Plurk @
II ...*Approaches*
What he does get a raise of an eyebrow and a general lack of posing from the hulking mountain of muscle before him. You uh... gonna let go of that person you got buddy?]
Don't like your fruits?
you're coming right over to me?
i cant love the shit outta you without getting closer >:3
then COME AS CLOSE AS YOU LIKE
bam! ゴゴゴゴ
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thanks I lost my boom-boom at this
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I - Yeah sure, why not?
there are many reasons why not but I'm glad you did
guess there's a prerequisite for at least one half-naked man being around in Zidane's life
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Elmore Evans | The Lies of The Sheriff Evans
[Evans has been through many things in his life, but this one has so far taken the cake. He dragged himself out of the freezing water, potion in hand and waterlogged boots dragging on the ground. His familiar was currently… hiding behind him. The man’s hat and sunglasses were on his head and the “Everwarm” potion was in his currently shaking hands. Trembling, frozen fingers began to work at the top before he downed in a breath.
He didn’t really believe in things like this, but—well, when you suddenly find yourself falling into a freezing lack after you were dozing off in the office. You tend to start to open up your mind.]
…Mighty strong stuff. [He grunted, trying to act all tough when in reality he was freaking the fuck out. None of that showed on his face, voice or body though. A gunslinger always remains cool, especially in the presence of a smokin’ hot woman. His pa had told him.
This might actually be the time to freak out though.]
Hey, you over there. Got any ideas on what’s happenin’? [He looked super serious, sounded super serious, and seemed rather… scary? With a sharp scowl on his face. His familiar still couldn’t be seen. But hopefully everyone has some alcohol with them—just in case.]
II – A Sheriff Never Asks for Directions
Keep our heads down?
[This seems awfully sketchy and not at all helpful. Did they mean literally or something else? The Sheriff ponders this for a moment before glancing at the others to see what their thoughts are. So far none of this made a lick of sense to him on the surface of things. But maybe that’s the problem? Was he thinking of things too literally? Evans looks as if he was certain and knew what the pixies meant; in truth he had no idea whatsoever!
But hey, gotta keep up the appearance of confidence here.]
So, what do you reckon we should do here?
[Follow the instructions, whatever they meant, or do their own thing.]
III – A Sheriff Always Performs The Maiden’s Tasks!
[He was gonna do it… he was gonna do all of the tasks the women gave him. Each and every single one of them! But no… he looks to his partner here. It was at times like this that Evans also remembered the words of his father.
”Son. If you focus on one specific man in a gun duel with multiple parties, you’ll just get stabbed in the back by someone you’re not looking at.”
A younger Evans replies: “So I guess I really have to pay attention to my surroundings.”
Evans senior: “That is true, but what I wanted to say here was that sticking to one thing is a risk. If one guy catches 20 men in the same amount of time another guy defeats 1, it’s clear who’ll be more popular, right?”
“Don’t waste yer time with girls who ain’t interested in ye.”]
You’re right, pa. Hey, I say the rooms with more than one person in ‘em should be avoided. Same with those that give unreasonable tasks. I got a feelin' they're all gonna be unreasonable though.
[Evans just wants to hit on one of them. Or his partner if they’re a girl. And by hit on, he’ll just act all tough and serious like.]
IV – A Sheriff Always Responds! Video / un; Sheriff Evans
Well now this is a handy device ain’t it? Gotta say I kinda wish I had sometin’ like this back home. Would make my job easier.
[He tilts his hat back as he looks into the camera, stern and sharp eyes gazing into it. In truth Evans had simply turned it on by accident while getting frustrated at trying to figure out the device. He sure doesn’t look like it though! If anything, he look super assured of himself, sharp and scowling as he sat back in his seat.
Like Clint Eastwood out of one those spaghetti westerns.]
Supposin’ I should get to introducin’ myself. The name’s Elmore Evans. Can’t say I know much about the laws in this here world. But I was a sheriff back home, so if any of ya’ll have any problems feel free to let me know.
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[ooc: Don’t see anything here that you like? No worries! Feel free to either start something up completely different or hit me up oocly and let me know if you’ve got a specific scene idea in mind~!]
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So he gives Evans a nod. ] I agree with you. I don't know what to expect, but we should be careful...
[ Honestly, he's not even sure how safe of a task this witch's would be. But after witnessing several people run out of one room in panic, and hearing the loudest baby wailing imaginable from another, he points to one of the other rooms (Thiton's). ] Should we go with this one?
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riddle rosehearts | twisted wonderland | healing&siphon
[It's not often Riddle regrets his dorm uniform. It's a sign of his rank as dorm leader, carefully crafted in the Queen of Hearts image! He wears it with pride! It's also currently weighing him down and making it hard to wade through this forsaken lake. He can't even count how many times the train's caught on something, the roses and frills are drooping, his crown almost fell off... His boots are soaked through. It's all a disaster, but he can't just take it off.
The pixies aren't helping, either, giggling at him as he scowls in their direction. They're just laughing at him because of whatever spell it is they cast when he dove under the water, which isn't helping his mood any. They're worse then the fae that control the school's heating, honestly.]
Are you just going to stand there?!
[Is he shouting at the pixies or you...]
mural painting;
[Riddle doesn't paint much. Painting the roses in the dorm's garden was a task the dorm leader delegated to others, and considering how quickly he became the Heartslabyul dorm leader... Well. He didn't have to worry about it - though he knows that's also quite different then painting a design on a wall.
How hard can it be, anyways? It's just paint on the wall. He just needs to do it. He just needs to paint this mural to be the most perfect it can be, but the fact he knows he's never had time for the arts that has him frozen in place. He doesn't know where to start. What design does he choose? How will he get the perfect mix of colors? Is there some sort of formula or ratio for mixing paint?
He stands there, staring at the wall with a hand on his chin and one on his hip, muttering under his breath. At this rate the wall might never get painted...]
blindfold challenge;
[He's yet to put on his blindfold, looking across the bridge. It seems a bit too easy, so he knows there must be some sort of catch. There always is. Not all fae are as fickle as others, but this place seems to be lean more on the traditions he's heard Malleus and Lilia speak of. It's best to exercise caution and follow the rules to the letter, as fae are just as harsh when it comes to breaking the rules as he is.
Which is why he shoots a look to whoever steps up to the bridge, looking them over.]
Make sure to wear your blindfold, and don't get tricked by anything that happens.
[Yes, he will boss complete strangers around.]
But don't walk too fast, or you might fall. This isn't something to be done more recklessly then it needs to be.
✨imagination;✨
[It's just a little moment of indulgence.
Riddle sees the way the island shapes itself and forms things from the ether, and he's curious about it. Illusions are simple enough once you get the hang of them (which Riddle had, a long, long time ago), but things that are solid? Almost real? That's new. He's sure they're not permanent, but it's still a curious thing to him.
The boy is currently kneeling on the ground, surrounded by a group of colorful hedgehogs. Pink and green are probably not colors most people are used to seeing hedgehogs in - the blue ones are probably a bit more expected - but they've certainly got vibrant quills, feet, and faces, with white bellies that look exceptionally soft. He has his hands out, letting the hedgehogs snuffle at his fingers, while flamingoes in those same shades of blue, pink, and green pop into existence around him.]
We could almost play a game of croquet, couldn't we?
[That doesn't sound like a half bad idea. To him, anyways, even if he knows it's not the time for it...]
wildcard;
[As it says on the tin! If you want to hash out anything specific, just hit me up here or at
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Azul has to take a moment to make sure Floyd isn't standing around waiting to harass his goldfishy before coming over.]
Artist's block?
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Aogami | Shin Megami Tensei V | Elemental/Light (spoilers in prompt 3!)
[Even among the new arrivals, Aogami is something over an oddity. Towering over most, and with an artificial-looking body from the neck down, along with glowing yellow eyes, he hardly seems short of breath when he pulls himself from the water. Nor is he in need of an Everwarm potion, politely declining the offer from the Lady.
His first order of business is to gain what information that he can from her -- which is scant. The second is to acquaint himself with his familiar, a little tengu no larger than an ordinary crow. Beyond that, however, he's at a loss. Where should he go, and without the young man to accompany him, what should he do?
He approaches the first person he spots.]
Pardon me. I have been informed I should remain here and await further instruction. I would be grateful if you could supply me with a briefing on the situation.
[His voice is a calm monotone, not at all like someone panicking upon arriving in a new world.]
2a. SEARCHING FOR DIRECTION - ELEMENTAL
[Whether he's able to gather much useful intelligence or just winds up doing some exploring of his own, Aogami heads through the waterfall and is, of course, struck by enchantments courtesy of the fairies. He'll climb out of the water, only to find his hand where he pulled himself up has frozen into the surface of the water. Instinctively, he raises his other hand, and in ordinary circumstances would be able to transform it into a blade to free himself... but of course, here in Avalon, the powers of a Proto-Fiend have proven evasive.
So next he tries to punch the ice to crack it! Which succeeds, but his fist instantly freezes the water around it, and now he has both hands trapped in place in the ice, leaving him stuck awkwardly kneeling by the water.
Perplexed, he blinks.]
This is... inconvenient.
2b. SEARCHING FOR DIRECTION - LIGHT
[Or perhaps he's been glamoured, and now looks like your favourite influencer! If you call out to him, regardless of his appearance, he'll break the illusion by responding with that usual calm male voice.]
May I assist you?
3. ISLAND OF DREAMS - SMTV SPOILERS
[It happened by accident, really. Aogami couldn't help but think of his desire to return to the young man he had joined with, who would surely be needing his help. No sooner had he stepped into his mind that he appeared -- in human form rather than their shared Nahobino form -- and Aogami is soon adding to the dream, giving him one of his favourite books of poetry, and the rooftop of his dorm building, overlooking the skyline of Tokyo lit amidst the setting sun.
It's strangely quiet and melancholy, for a dream. Aogami seems content to watch over the boy while he sits and reads, simply remarking--]
This, too, is merely a dream. But if you wished for it, and had I the power, you would have it in an instant.
[The boy smiles at him, offers a quiet "I know," and resumes reading.]
4. WILDCARD
[Come up with your own starter! In all cases I'll avoid spoilers by default (aside from prompt 3), but if you don't mind spoilers, let me know.]
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[The one Aogami approaches is currently peering out over the water away from the waterfalls, one hand at their forehead to shield their eyes, and a blonde tail matching their blonde hair waving behind them. Their muttering comes to a halt when Aogami addresses them and they turn, looking up.]
Huh? A briefing, eh? We're trying to figure out how to get to the Land of Maidens. There's always a catch when dealing with fairies and all.
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Skeletor | Masters of the Universe: Revelation | Darkness & Death
"And here, you see, after I have trapped the Sorceress in an inescapable force field, and armed with the Sword of Power that has so looooooong been denied me, I, Skeletor, lord of Snake Mountain, take my rightful place as the one! the true! MASTER OF THE UNIVERSE!"
It's...quite a mural Skeletor has painted. Actually, less of a mural, and more a story told through the visual medium of art and Skeletor's own, apparently boundless in this one limited avenue, imagination. It has a three act structure, character arcs, a romance subplot that actually just seems to fizzle out and disappear before the halfway point, the phrase "Boredak Sucks" repeated over and over and over again, and lot and lots Skeletor fighting a really buff-looking blonde guy in furry underwear (not that Skeletor wears a great deal more to be honest).
He's actually quite forgotten the sorceresses who started this whole mess. "And now, we reach the grand denouement of my story, as I conclude my lifelong battle with my foe the only way I ever could! Er...or I will. Hand me the bucket of red paint, will ya? I'm gonna need most of it." Skeletor's hand waves impatiently. "Get to it, already!"
Bridge of Whispers
"Ah, what a lovely stroll!" Skeletor declares, already halfway across the bridge and making good time despite the blindfold. "Not much of a trial though, is it? I thought we were supposed to be tormented or some such nonsense."
By the voices of people Skeletor cares about. The magic appears to be having some trouble with that part.
"It's like I always say, never send a sorceress to do a real warlock's job, I tell ya." He carries on, despite whatever trials you, the unfortunate soul who got stuck making this journey with him says. "It's all a lot of flash and vague mutterings of prophecy, but never any actual substance. You know I think we're almost—"
Hey, Skelebrain! You ready to finish this or what?
Skeletor whips around. "HE-MAN! I knew you were here! I couldn't have been pulled away from Eternia all by myself! Where are you?! Don't think I'm not prepared to finish you utterly!"
Careful, Skeletor is gesticulating pretty wildly right now and the bridge is narrow.
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Hey Adora entoned Catra, while Bow's C'mon! We need to join the others had tugged at her, but she knew it had to be a lie. None of it felt quite real, not like the weirdo who'd gone on ahead of her.
"Hey, Watch it, jerk! I'm not He-Man...I'm She-Ra!"
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Berserker (Cú Chulainn Alter) | Fate/Grand Order | Kinetic/Blood
[ 1. Soaking In Your Arrival ]
[ 2. Keep Your Head Down ]
[ 3. Whisper Bridge ]
[ 4. Island of Dreams ]
[ 5. Wildcard ]
Soaking
Wings. Horn. A tail. Sure, why not? He's seen weirder things in this place. In a voice that's confident and calm, if a little hoarse: ]
The world's ended. Your world, mine, everyone's. Everything's gone, except for this place. We've been brought here to save it.
[ Gu Yun himself looks just about as bedraggled, clad in his wet inner robes. Beneath the robes, bandages are wound about his body, which is terribly thin. He looks like he ought to be in bed, rather than carrying on a casual conversation. ]
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oryou(-san) | fate/grand order | kinetic & ???
[When Oryou crashes into the lake all alone, she's not sure what to make of it. The Grail War (for as much as it was a Grail War to begin with) was over, and she and Ryouma were going to be able to spend their time seeing what Chaldea is like... But Ryouma's not here and this certainly doesn't seem like Chaldea from the brief glimpse she had seen.
To say she's upset is a little bit of an understatement. To say the fairies were making it worse was also an understatement.]
Oryou will let you go.
[She's managed to catch one of those pixies - she feels faster then she usually does, even if she has to use her legs and walk on the ground like some sort of human. She doesn't look like she wants to let this pixie go, though...
If anything, she's pulling it closer to her face. And opening her mouth...
Someone might want to save that poor pixie if they don't want the local fae population to get angry. Also to save its life or something.]
musical interlude;
Oryou doesn't want to play music for you.
[The woman is incredibly blunt, staring at Thiton and looking remarkably unimpressed. She's not here to be someone's entertainment, and she's not especially keen to be working alongside somebody else.
It's unfortunate, then, that this is supposed to be a duet. Not unfortunate for her, as she sighs and turns to her unfortunate partner - which is whoever entered the room after her.]
You. Play a good song, and Oryou will forgive both of you for this.
[She's not in the mood to be helpful.]
dragon gate; cw brief mention of animal death, sorry frogs
[The dragon is huge - the sort of dragon Oryou should have been, before the heavens struck her down and trapped her - and she hears whispers that it's the way off this island. What's beyond the island she's not sure as she didn't really bother asking anyone for information, but she knows what she hopes is beyond the dragon's maw.
Frogs hop around her - it was easier to think of frogs than who she was missing the most, who it seemed like she had failed again because she was here and he wasn't, but they couldn't keep her attention for long. Not even eating one made her feel better.
(She needs to just go through and see what's waiting for her. She just needs to see him again, apologize for letting him down again, because that must be why they were separated... Just like before, Oryou wasn't there.)
She looks down at her feet, watching the frogs for a moment. Some of them have gotten caught in her hair, with the way it drags along the ground, and she makes a vague effort to shake them free. She's not delaying leaving! She's not. She just doesn't want to take them with her. That's all.]
Stop that. Oryou can't eat all of you.
[But it's an empty threat, not that the frogs can even understand her.]
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[Bring whatever you want at me! Or hash something out at me at
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Oryou...?
[ Disbelief. It can't be her. She's not floating, but it's her. Tears sting at his eyes, though he refuses to let them fall, until he can be assured it really, truly is her. He can't even make himself approach in case she is just a figment of his imagination. ]
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Akira Fudo | Devilman Crybaby | Kinetic / Elemental
[Akira arrives to pull himself out of the water, shaking himself off like a dog, when he's greeted by the Lady of the Lake. He's instantly tense, even as she explains what little she knows and offers him an Everwarm potion.
Shivering, he doesn't take it, but just stares at the bottle and then at her.]
Are you a demon? [The others on the island seem to be unhurt... so far. But what if she's rounding them up to do something terrible to them? The teenager doesn't look like he's about to back down straight away with how he's glaring at her distrustfully even as she tries to explain, so someone else might need to step in.]
2. THE MAIDENS' TASKS - CIRCE
[A werewolf is on the loose! Or rather, Akira was cursed by one of the witches, and if he doesn't find his clothes soon, he's going to be trapped as her pet. His legs are already a wolf's, and he's sporting a tail and wolfish ears that definitely do not belong to his devilman form.
If he sees anyone that might be able to help, he runs over (which may or may not just scare them off, not that he's thinking about that right now).]
Hey! Have you seen some clothes anywhere lying around anywhere?! [weird question to ask a stranger, but ok.....] I need to find them!
3. THE MAIDENS' TASKS - GLITEN AND GLITONEA
[By this point Akira is pretty disgruntled by the whole situation and the witches, but he also knows he's at their mercy if he really wants to get out of here. So for this task, he's blindfolded and attempting to cross the bridge. If he was at his full power he could just fly across and take down anything that tries to stop him, but right now he's all too conscious that if he wants to go anywhere, he really does have to follow what they say.
So he's careful to slowly make his way across the bridge, putting one foot in front of the other to make sure he doesn't accidentally step off the sides. Still despite his best attempts to focus, a familiar girl's voice calls out to him.]
Akira! Help!
[He freezes, turning his head to try to better figure out the direction the source came from.]
Miki? [He reaches to take off the blindfold, but hesitates. It's not the first time she's been used against him. But what if she really is in trouble?]
4. WILDCARD
[Come up with your own prompt! I'm down for pretty much anything; feel free to PM if you want to discuss specific ideas.]
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He's tried to change his shape - and while he can get into his original form, he doesn't seem to be able to do anything with it. So, he decides to keep up appearances that he would at home. There's a lot of humans here, it seems. So he just has to do what he always did at home - and it's put his best foot forward in blending in.
Which means doing senseless tasks assigned to him. Even if this senseless tasks means crossing a bridge blindfolded. After all, everyone he cares about is dead - should be easy enough, right?
But the first voice he hears is the one person who could tug on his heartstrings, and he can't help. Akira says her name - and he's louder than those whispers, and he hopes it's enough. ]
Akira.
[ It's the only voice he'd hear. ]
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[They'd been told just how they need to cross the bridge which was dangerous enough, but damn if those whispers aren't convincing. However, none of the voices in particular can distract Zidane, but close to him, it sounds like they got someone's attention.]
[To risk the dangers of those damn whales around the bridge or not if needed?]
Don't listen! You'll run off the bridge!
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seoya park × original × alchemy / green | mimic
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He sympathises, so he moves over to offer her a hand up.]
Young lady, you will become cold if you remain in the water. I suggest you get to your feet and compose yourself.
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sakyo furuichi | A3! | dark + blood
( TWO ▮ searching for direction )
( THREE ▮ the maidens' task - thitis)
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He doesn't say anything out loud, but Sakyo will be able to hear his thoughts loud and clear. "Is that Sakyo-san? It looks like him... but I shouldn't call him that here, should I? Hm... How do I ask...?" ]
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1!!! i didn't know this was happening screams
surpwise 🥳
best supwise
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May Chang | FullMetal Alchemist | Elemental/Kinetic
[Well. This was the last thing May had expected. Between trying to go back home and getting everything sorted out with her siblings, she never thought she would end up in another world with strange new creatures and magic. With a huge pout on her face, all she wanted to do was to vent her frustrations out! This wasn't how it was suppose to go! She had her family and clan to protect here!
Although, that didn't stop her from feeling useless as she started to look at the various unfamiliar faces around. Feeling useless, she wanted to say something but she didn't know what.
Just where was she suppose to start? What was she suppose to say for suddenly arriving in a new world?]
B. The Maidens' Tasks
[Again, this was the last thing May was expecting. While she had no problem playing a flute, the problem was trying to find one that was suited for Thiton. With that, she looked to a nearest person before whispering in their ear.]
Sorry, what does she mean 'modern'? What kind of modern music do you guys play here anyway?
[Then her voice got even lower.]
Is she more interested in those 'pop' music I heard about?
C. Text/Video
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[That was all was written before there was some mumbling heard as the image of a young girl was fidgeting around the communicator. Switching to text, video, and voice? She wasn't even sure if she was doing anything correctly. With that, she gave a sigh.]
The technology in this world sure is strange. This is nothing like what it is back home.
D. Wildcard
[Surprise me!]
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At first, she wonders if it's another "accidental" post like the few that have gone through — Really, some people didn't need a hold of their phone if it resulted in some of the messages she's seen. The text switches to video, brief enough and obscured, but the voice that comes after is hint enough. ]
From what I understand of it— it's Amestris' and Xing's technology that's just a little strange... Or, more precisely, a touch out of a time.
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