RITUAL 32 - never have i ever

[manwhofelltoearth]

WHO: you
WHERE: around the pasture
WHEN: morning 86

[so how are we doing, everybody? feeling a little more together? feeling a little furry, floaty, or both? well–don’t mind this newer Weed who’s just climbed up on a big rock, clapping his mildly bloody hands together to get your attention.

is that a new demon hovering around him? well–this might as well happen.]

‘Scuse me! I’m Father Argent, if we haven’t previously met. I know this is a little presumptuous and all, but it seems like most people could use a pick-me-up right now? So my friend over here and I have, well, arranged something. I hope you’ll indulge us today!

[and a little ripple of movement goes through the surrounding area, transforming it – the colours of this part of the pasture go pastel, and everything gets bubbly. rocks are now round and bouncy, the grass loses its edges and looks more like a carpet of fat succulents, fences look and feel kinda like pool noodles. you can bounce around without damaging anything, if you build up enough momentum, but even without doing that it’s just…nice to hang out on, soft and springy. there’s also some random clear spheres hanging here and there in the air, filled with small round crunchy snacks and drinks like popcorn, or pork rind and grain puffs, or gummies, or cold water, or weak beer. not enough to fill up on or really get drunk, but something to munch and keep you refreshed.

y’all are stuck here for a bit! and even if you’re not in immediate range or holed up indoors, you might feel the pull to come see what’s up – or simply be teleported into the ritual zone, in a bright popping flurry of bubbles.]

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Comments

[heavyliesthecrown]

[ . . . Safe.

He no longer has his cat ears and tail though.]

[survivaltricks]

[. . . oh?]

Crescendo?

[heavyliesthecrown]

Aha... I can imagine what you are asking.

[He lifts his shoulders in a small shrug.]

When I died in the last game, the gift that Blood Fiend gave to me vanished. It cannot survive death.

[survivaltricks]

[probably. . . does not help that he has cat ears right now. . . sweats]

. . . ah.

[. . .]

Is there any way to get it back?

[heavyliesthecrown]

[It is alright, Lupin.

He smiles a bit but shakes his head no.]

I suppose I could always receive temporary spells. But the reason I had been gifted the change to begin with was because it gave me a sort of... Olympic sort of strength, speed, and agility. It was a sort of magic. So if I acquired a spell, it would ultimately just be for the aesthetics.

[survivaltricks]

[aaaah. . .]

And the aesthetics aren't important to you as the rest. . .

[softly]

I'm sorry. That sucks.

[heavyliesthecrown]

[He hesitates for a moment. The aesthetics do a little bit, but... for reasons he is too embarrassed to admit.]

Mm. For the most part. I am rather disappointed, but... it is the fault of the demons who dragged us into that mess. I cannot imagine any of the flocks truly wished to harm anyone.

[Despite their... dying very badly.]

[survivaltricks]

[. . .]

[he won't say a damn word because he is too tired to think and/or talk about it]

It's less about "fault" and "blame" and more about. . . [how does he put it] How you're feeling in the aftermath.

[heavyliesthecrown]

I cannot say I have felt all that great since the aftermath. But I suppose I do not know what else to do about that other than to cry my frustrations out and then force myself up once more.

[survivaltricks]

[. . .]

[a tiny smile, slightly wry]

Sometimes, that's enough. At least. . . it is for me.

The act of getting up afterwards is more powerful than you think.

[heavyliesthecrown]

While I have felt greatly discouraged recently, I suppose that realistically I do know that. I am always, at all times, trying my best.

[survivaltricks]

[reaching out to drop a hand on Crescendo's shoulder, squeezing lightly]

That's not a bad thing.

[a pause, before he continues, very carefully]

I wish I had words to help make things better. I wish I had a concrete plan for how to make this place better.

[but he doesn't. and while that makes things difficult, there is one thing that keeps him going]

. . . but things won't be discouraging forever. That's another thought that keeps me going.

[heavyliesthecrown]

Thank you.

[Today is much tougher than most people might realize. But he is, genuinely, grateful.]

[survivaltricks]

[Lupin is getting that feeling!!]

. . . anytime. Seriously.