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lifeaftr_mods) wrote in lifeaftr2018-05-14 08:53 pm
Entry tags:
- dear evan hansen: connor murphy,
- final fantasy xv: ardyn izunia,
- final fantasy xv: ignis scientia,
- fragile dreams: ren,
- hollow knight: the knight,
- hyper light drifter: the drifter,
- marble hornets: tim wright,
- mass effect: commander shepard,
- mushi-shi: ginko,
- npc: bliss,
- original: chip abaroa,
- original: erika fisher,
- original: mira delacroix,
- pokemon sun & moon: guzma,
- the adventure zone: kravitz,
- the league: jules dagger samari,
- undertale: asgore dreemurr,
- undertale: chara dreemurr,
- voltron: keith kogane,
- ✖ bloodborne: the hunter,
- ✖ captive prince: damianos,
- ✖ captive prince: laurent,
- ✖ dangan ronpa: hinata hajime,
- ✖ ffxv: gladiolus amicitia,
- ✖ ffxv: noctis lucis caelum,
- ✖ ffxv: prompto argentum,
- ✖ fragile dreams: seto,
- ✖ fullmetal alchemist: edward elric,
- ✖ kingdom hearts: xion,
- ✖ marble hornets: brian thomas,
- ✖ my hero academia: shouto todoroki,
- ✖ no.6: shion,
- ✖ okami: amaterasu,
- ✖ original: myia,
- ✖ owlboy: otus,
- ✖ persona 5: futaba sakura,
- ✖ persona 5: goro akechi,
- ✖ the adventure zone: lup,
- ✖ the adventure zone: magnus burnsides,
- ✖ the adventure zone: merle highchurch,
- ✖ the adventure zone: taako,
- ✖ undertale: muffet,
- ✖ voltron: lance
Exploration Event: Neverwere
EXPLORATION EVENT: NEVERWERE
Who: Everyone!
What: Your wildest dreams come true!
When: May 15th to May 18th
Where: Ziziphus, those still on Ensō...and Mu
Warnings: Mark as needed!
What: Your wildest dreams come true!
When: May 15th to May 18th
Where: Ziziphus, those still on Ensō...and Mu
Warnings: Mark as needed!
Then Know That My Life Was Just a Killer Dream
You can find most of the information you need in the OOC info post! In the meantime, feel free to use this log as a catch-all for your dream worlds, as well as detailing your efforts to free one another. Whether they're on Ziziphus or Ensō at the time of the dreams' capture, your character is free to access as many dreams as you like, as the interlocking mental landscape allows for that sort of crossing over apropos of nothing. And time, of course, is very fluid in dreams - many days, months, and years can transpire in a matter of mere minutes.
Will you fight your way free from Ziziphus's vines or Mu's thrall, or are you content to die in your sleep?
Remember to let us know if your character dies during this event!
Event Timeline
[ ♆ ] May 15th: The vines make their move, ensnaring characters in ideal fantasy worlds
[ ♆ ] May 17th: The Storyteller will make contact with those they can, as well as issue information and a potential solution
[ ♆ ] May 18th: Those that have not freed themselves from the vines or from Mu will suffer a death
( CODED BY BOOTYCALL )
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[He stops just outside the house of the king of all monsters himself, watching the guy garden and wondering why he feels the way he sometimes does when he enters a room and can't remember why he's done so.]
Hey. Your, uh...Your Majesty, right? [He sounds uncertain of himself, which is absurd; how many other goat-people does he fucking know, exactly?]
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[Asgore sits back on his heels, reaching for a nearby cloth to wipe the dirt from his paws. He certainly doesn't seem to have picked up on anything wrong, either with Tim's demeanor or the world in general.]
Please, just call me Asgore. How are you today?
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[There are too many buried reflexes that suddenly want to make themselves known. Most prominently, he succumbs to the first, most immediate one - arguably the one that makes the least amount of actual sense.]
D’you...I’m looking for Chara, actually.
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[He gets to his feet, ready to lead the way inside if Tim accepts. He's not about to abandon a guest to possibly just go stand around the kitchen alone when he has no idea when Chara might return, if they are out. It's rare for them to go out without one of the family.]
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[He doesn't know why he's looking for them, even. There's just the feeling that it's important he find them. Important that they know...something? Maybe he'll remember by the time he finds them.]
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[Asgore smiles, and goes to beckon Tim inside.
It's a nice homey space, built on a scale that allows Asgore to enter without having to stoop beneath the doorway. The furniture is similarly large, and there's lots of light and potted plants. There's nobody else in the foyer, or the kitchen.]
They are not in the backyard, either...I will see if they are in their room. Would you like some iced tea?
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Are you...doing okay? [He blurts it in the doorway before he can consider the wisdom of doing so, and backpedals accordingly.] I just mean, like - how are you?
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[He seems faintly surprised, but only because he doesn't generally expect his children's friends to spend much time conversing with him. Mostly because most of them are children, and even the most polite child does not really want to spend their playdate speaking with an adult.
Tim is an adult, so this really isn't something you could call a playdate. It's different. Somehow it doesn't seem unusual, though, that he should be friends with Chara.]
There has not been much official business lately, and the weather is lovely. How are you?
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[He blows out a breath, shaking his head as if to clear it.]
You know, I think I’ll take that offer for tea, if you don’t mind. Guess I’m just jittery.
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[Not everyone living here is enormous, and there's more human-sized chairs at the table than Asgore-sized. The open floor plan also means Tim could easily just go hang on the couch. Wherever he ends up, Asgore will bring him a glass right quick; iced tea means that all the work is already done, even if Asgore might have preferred hot tea for someone who seems to have a problem on their mind.]
Is everything alright?
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[He sinks into one of the chairs, accepting the tea gratefully. The glass is sweating slightly. A drop of condensation rolls along the lip and drips onto his thumb.]
I don’t know. Are they - are they okay, do you know? [He must be pretty dumb to need to ask. Why wouldn’t they be?]
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[Asgore's brow furrows, and he clasps his paws together. If he sounds doubtful, it's only because Tim's nerves are beginning to rub off on him a little. He's sure Chara is fine...but then, why is Tim so anxious about them?]
Let me go and see if they are in. [And off he goes down the hall! Even at that short distance, Tim can probably hear the knock of his paw and the low rumble of his voice calling Chara's name. After a moment, he opens the door, and then shuts it and returns.]
They have probably gone out with Asriel. Would you like me to call them?
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[It's a beautiful day. Birds are singing. Flowers are blooming.]
[So why does he feel like something's wrong?]
...I'm sorry. I don't - I just have this feeling, and I thought if I could, if I knew it was for nothing, then... [Then he could stop acting like the paranoid, irrational freak that he is.]
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I am sure they are fine. Asriel is with them, and Monster Town is very safe.
[of course it's called monster town]
Is there anything I can do to help?
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[He tries for a wan smile, but it's strained. The anxiety's compressed his frame down into something small, hunched, fearful, telescoping his spine and curling his shoulders and tightening his fingers around the glass as though that might stabilize him.]
[It doesn't.]
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[He casts Tim a worried look, though he has to focus on his phone once he takes it out. He's gotten used enough to cell phones after living up here for so long, but even the largest models are pretty small for him. He taps with a clawtip for a bit, then holds it up to his ear.]
Hello, my child. Are you alright? Oh, no reason. Everything is okay here. A friend of yours came to the house looking for you, and I was not sure where you had gone. [.....] That would be best, I think.
[He holds out the phone, saying in a low voice:] It will probably take them some time to walk back from town, but you may speak with them now.
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[His stomach drops out, his throat working in a swallow.]
It's...not working. Are you - did you hang up?
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[Asgore blinks in surprise as Tim jerks away. Seems like he might have been able to pick up that static with them big ol' ears, but...]
I am sure they would not have hung up on you. Maybe you could call them back? [He could do it too, but, well, it seems like Tim might feel better to be in charge of it. And he's already got the phone.]
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[It's been ramping up, and now it's churning in his guts like the red pulse of a neon warning sign, the pressure of wrong, wrong, wrong grinding up against his chest. His fingers go slack, and he hastily sets the glass on the table before it slides from nerveless fingers and shatters on the ground.]
Do you...you know me, right? You know who I am? I know who you are, I - you're Asgore. The king. [And yet, he sounds like he's trying to convince himself of it in the same moment.]
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[They've met once before, haven't they? He can't quite recall where, or when. His memory's usually good, but...that's not so strange, right? Probably he only saw them in passing, or Chara mentioned them, or...?
He leans forward in his chair, as if thinking about reaching out but unsure if he should.]
Please, just breathe. It is going to be okay.
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[How does he know that? They say they hate humans but they might just hate what humans have done what humans are capable of and it means they can find it that much easier to hate themself by lumping their own person in with the rest of them as something irredeemable and they’ve done worse they’ve killed they’ve ]
[Have they?]
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[Asgore isn't entirely sure if it's politeness stopping his tongue, or if he just...isn't sure. Of course Chara doesn't hate humans anymore. Right?
No. They're happy now. They've been doing better.]
They have been doing much better lately...though, I do not know where you met them?
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[How did he meet them?]
[There's the sensation of a thought that he can't quite reach, something balanced at the tip of his tongue, something he can only just perceive but not in its entirety. There was stone, stone underfoot and along the walls and chasing up to the ceiling, and - ]
[He's having trouble discerning how that must have gone.]
I - you lived in a castle before this. Right?
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[Asgore frowns for a second, puzzled. Not that Tim might have seen New Home; there's no reason to restrict access to the Underground. Just...something feels off about that nonetheless.
It's been so long since Chara lived there.]
Have you been there?
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[Have humans ever been there? He was there to watch the Barrier shatter - he wasn't there, not really, but he felt tiny furry white paws clench and unclench with the knowledge that sooner or later he'd turn back into a flower and the power of every SOUL in the Underground swelling inside him, and - and, oh god - ]
[He takes Asgore's advice from earlier. He breathes, instead.]
I'm sorry. I've...I don't know why I came here.
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