January Event: Fade to Black

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JANUARY EVENT: FADE TO BLACK

Who: Anyone and everyone!
What: Your true self comes to roost
When: January 21st - 23rd; January 25th - 28th
Where: All over!
Warnings: Dark subjects such as violence and self-destruction are likely to come to the forefront - please mark your content accordingly!

Down in that Darkness

This log is primarily for the Shadow and Light portions of the event, for ease and convenience. Your Shadow can be either the Persona-inspired sort - a "brutal, bitterly honest recreation of a character's worst flaws, darkest fears, and deepest secrets" - or the edgier, more laughable variant. The Lights, on the other hand, will do their utmost to convince their real selves of their best qualities, no matter how little they want to hear them.

Remember that the Shadows will be present from January 21st to January 23rd, and the Lights will be present from January 25th to January 28th.

On January 25th, we will post a separate log for Rejection Rooms!

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Some useful links, for reference:

[ ♆ ] OOC Event Post
[ ♆ ] Rejection Room Sign-Ups; remember to note your interest in these as soon as possible!
[ ♆ ] Deaths Page; death penalties have been reduced for the duration of this event, but still do let us know if your character dies regardless!

Event Timeline

[ ♆ ] January 20th: The monthly Storytelling occurs.
[ ♆ ] January 21st: Shadows of both initial variants appear.
[ ♆ ] January 23rd: Shadows of both initial variants disappear.
[ ♆ ] January 25th Lights and Rejection Rooms appear.
[ ♆ ] January 28th: Lights and Rejection Rooms dissipate. Those still trapped in their Rejection Rooms by the event's end will suffer a character death.

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Comments

[lightlessfuture]

[ They remember. A name granted, a name given. Flowers and tenderness.

This cold, broken part of them does not understand such kindness given to their original. ]

"Does it need one? Does it not? To define. To focus. To exist."

...simply a Vessel...nothing of worth.

Why?

[souldeterminant]

[They talk. If Frisk is surprised by that - and they are, a little bit - they don't bring it up. Instead, their eyebrows draw together, the faint line of curiosity trading away for something a little sterner. They shrug, a touch of defiance in their tone.]

Maybe they want one.

[lightlessfuture]

[ There's a ripple of sound. It's not clear what it is, at first. A murmur, a whisper of...some sort of distorted laughter.

The voice, the memory of a voice, that emits from them is cold and clear. ]

"No cost too great.

No mind to think.

No will to break.

No voice to cry suffering."

[ Frisk's own voice echoes back at them, mixed in with other scraps. ]

"Want one."

Need one.

Different.

[souldeterminant]

[Distorted as it is, like static pulled over a skeletal grin, they know laughter when they hear it. Haha. That'snotfunny. They're sure.]

[Frisk stares up at the shadow, their posture only stiffening as it talks, until all tentative pretenses of friendliness or curiosity are gone. Their gaze is equally cold, blank in the same way that flowers and skeletons and fish and kings once knew.]

[Something like this, too - is something that they know.]

I don't think that's for you to decide.

[lightlessfuture]

Fractured. Half of a whole. [ In their own way, they speak freely of themselves, of their original, of what regrets and beliefs lie deep and ugly inside.

The voice that surrounds them is unfamiliar, but regal. Distant and soft. ]

"I implore you, usurp the Vessel. Its supposed strength was ill-judged. It was tarnished by an idea instilled.

But you. You are free of such blemishes. You could contain that thing inside."

Blemishes...regrets...of its creation...