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January Event: Rejection Rooms

JANUARY EVENT: REJECTION ROOMS

Who: Anyone and everyone!
What: Rejecting your Light comes with dire consequences
When: January 25th - 28th
Where: All over Monsun
Warnings: Violence and possible character death; please note any specific content warnings if they come up!

You're Ruled by the Things You Feel

This log is primarily for the Rejection Room portion of the event, for ease and convenience. To quote our event post:

Characters intent on rejecting their Light will find themselves irrevocably drawn to Monsun's shores. They might not even be aware of it - driven by their rage, their paranoia, their fear, or all of the above, and more. Monsun, for its part, is happy to receive them. Its landscape has become so warped over time...and those parts of Monsun consumed by shadow will start to distort, molding into structures that such characters are only too happy to hide within: Rejection Rooms.

Those who challenge the Rejection Rooms need not worry about death for themselves - damage taken within the rooms will simply translate to exhaustion outside of it, with seemingly mortal wounds leading to expulsion from the room itself, and an inability to re-enter.

The same holds true for the boss of each Room. Failure to beat them into expulsion means that the Room will continue to feed from their wildly catastrophizing mind, until there's nothing left to save at all.

So, simply top-level below with your character if they've signed up for a Rejection Room and prepare for whoever wants to gamble a confrontation. We recommend linking to the comment that details your character's Room, for the benefit of others. Remember to communicate; if your character is still trapped in their Room by the event's end, they will suffer a character death, though characters who merely try and fail to free them will not.

If your Rejection Room opt-in comment did not receive any response or additional discussion from the mod team, consider your Room and moveset approved; we want to allow for retroactive edits to your comments and plans, if those become necessary!

Some useful links, for reference:

[ ♆ ] OOC Event Post
[ ♆ ] Rejection Room Sign-Ups, for information on what Rejection Rooms look like
[ ♆ ] Deaths Page; death penalties have been reduced for the duration of this event, but remember to let us know if your character is still stuck in their Room by the event's end!

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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[When faced with kindness extended like a hand to pull him from the darkness, when confronted by the very concept that there were any part of him still possessed of human sentiment, Ardyn only ever had one reaction. Kindness was a lie told by those with ulterior motives and those who dared claim they knew anything about him. He wasn't human, he felt nothing but the hate and rage that manifested in the darkness that made up his unliving, undying body.]

[Rejection. Reject the light, reject humankind, reject all except the darkness and the fury.]

[The atmosphere of the throne room was cold and dead, the sickly sky above darkened by some unearthly force. It was deathly silent, and Ardyn's voice cut through the stagnant air with all the sharpness of a knife as a result. He slowly stood from the throne, beneath the faintly glowing Crystal speared through and hanging chained.]

I have tolerated this foolish endeavor for all the pointless blink of time spent upon these islands, and I shall not test my own patience by humoring it any longer. You mortals forget your place, and you forget mine as the monster to blacken the sun--the scourge of the very stars. The world had its chosen--its sage, its savior, yet gods and mortals alike chose instead to crush him out. All the world's pain and suffering was borne by one, and so shall it be turned upon them in deserved vengeance. Humankind had its chance, and now all shall receive precisely what it chose to give: cruelty, suffering, and to drown in the endless dark.

It's too late for anything else, and to pretend otherwise is naught but an empty gesture. Love, attachment, happiness...all such sentiments have long since gone well beyond my reach, and I care not to seek them out ever again.

[In a flash of red he stood at the top of the stairs, looking down to those on the floor. There was no malicious smirk on his face now--just something very cold and dark, as if Ardyn were looking at nothing more than an infestation to be dealt with.]

Such meaningless things--

[Slowly he raised his arms out to his sides...and in a burst of fleeting crystals did his Armiger appear, thirteen phantom weapons of magenta light circling around Ardyn steadily.]

I'll destroy them all.

[QUEST UPDATED: Whom The Gods Would Destroy...]
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[Defeat Ardyn.]

[Ignis has no way to know for certain that the room he stands in is the Throne Room. Sounds echo in a slightly different, but still familiar way. In his heart, though he cannot help but feel there is nowhere else Ardyn would choose for such a last stand. It is, after all, where he had his last stand. The place where it all was suppose to end and did not because he was pulled away just after Noctis...

Ignis' lips thin. Noctis is the reason Ignis has stumbled upon this place so soon. Early in the morning he had felt the bond between them severed once again as the island lost its grip on his prince, perhaps because the grip of the Prophecy was just that much stronger. Nonetheless, the loss had sent him looking for the other King to whom he had pledge himself only to find himself, not drawn to Ardyn's rundown shack, but the shores of Monsun and this place.

He tilts his head up, blind eyes searching for the man he knows stands above him. When he hears the unmistakable sound of an Armiger activating, he knows he should draw his own weapons in defense, especially after the speech that was given. Ardyn has obviously given into his darker urges, but he had made a promise to his light side--to them both--and he will not run nor will he fight.

At least, not with weapons. There are other ways to fight and it is those ways he will use. It's what he was trained for after all.

His body tenses ready for motion, and Ignis finds himself grateful that he began carrying the visor he was awarded after the trials with him wherever he went. He has a feeling it will be of invaluable aid to him before this is all over.

I'll destroy them all.

The proclamation causes a determined and challenging look to cross Ignis' face. Unsurprisingly, he has a proclamation of his own to return.]

You can try. Some lights cannot be destroyed, even by the deepest darkness, and you, beloved monster, are nowhere near as dark as you believe yourself to be.

And yet any little flame can be very easily extinguished.

[Ardyn hesitated for only a moment--narrowing gold eyes and curling his hand around the suddenly-appearing Blade of the Mystic before darting forward in a thrown sword and flash of red, swinging his brother's weapon with intent to kill.]

[Ignis huffs derisively at the comment, but doesn't have time to respond before Ardyn launches himself toward him, intent to kill all but radiating off him. Even with the warp, it isn't too hard for Ignis to dodge the coming blow. He's trained for too long with Noctis to be thrown off so quickly. Instead, he dodges to the side, moving backwards a few steps to keep some distance between them.]

You say that and yet this little flame still shines. In fact, its shine has made its way into the darkest corners of your heart and reminded you that more rests there than anger and hate.

Then I'll just have to put it out, won't I? [He moved to follow in a few quick steps, sword raised and swung from the left with one hand.]

[The moment Ignis hears the blade start to swing, he rolls under it, driving himself forward toward Ardyn with a hard press of his foot. His hand lashes out in the direction of the blade that just swung over his head in hopes of catching the redhead's wrist and forcing him to let go of it.]

Funny, you've been trying that for a while and yet I still shine and your heart grows warmer despite your claims otherwise.

[Ardyn was caught off guard enough to let Ignis grab his wrist, greatsword vanishing into thin air.]

[...However, as was the mantra of all skilled swordsmen, he was not left-handed.]

[The Sword of the Wise materialized in his other hand, pressed threateningly to Ignis' throat.]

And yet, here we are.

Edited 2019-01-29 22:46 (UTC)

Indeed, and I notice, I still have my head.

[He's not afraid, that much is clear in his expression and in his softening tone as he continues speaking.]

I know you are afraid of being abandoned again, of being replaced. I know you are confused by emotions you can't understand and it's easier just to hide from it all, but if I were going to abandon you and prove all those feelings you don't understand wrong, don't you think I would do it now instead of allowing you to hold a blade to my throat?

Fight back.

[The demand came out half-growled, equal parts rage and frustration.]

Ardyn Izunia | closed to the XVs

*cracks knuckles* Lets do this!

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by "defeat" you mean piss off more, right?

bingo

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cracks knuckles Lets do this!