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.]

rules | turn-in | winners and prizes

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[endsjustified]

[inclines his head to him, then; the cat parts are probably broadcasting increased aggro but his expression and voice are calm enough]

Thank you for sharing.

[strateelgic]

Do you not care to be approached by me?

[endsjustified]

What do you think, Leviathan?

[strateelgic]

I think I have a couple questions for you.

[endsjustified]

You may ask, if you care to.

[strateelgic]

Thank you.

[And his yellow eye looks brighter for a moment.]

Shock the Heart.

[Leviathan's signature spell forces the victim to speak the truth - unless they strongmind their way out of it. He speaks quickly once it's in place.]

Who do you hate the most in this pasture? And... if you could only kiss one individual here, who would it be?

[endsjustified]

[he feels Charon whipcrack attempt to resist it, sees the corner of his lip curl up in a low snarl.

darkness slams down over both of them, blinding them to each other and from any onlookers for a brief time.

but instead of an attack, perhaps surprisingly, silver letters blaze in front of Levi’s eyes.

At this moment, the one who calls herself Your Name.

Lethe.

Explain yourself.

the whole illusion fades. Charon has bitten blood from his own lip.]

[strateelgic]

[Levi wouldn't have been at all surprised if the spell had been thrown off. He doesn't know the mental strengths of anyone in this place. He's also glad to not have been instantly killed for his transgression.]

Well, that's two out of the five answers I need for Red. It's such a shame I had to waste the spell in this manner, seeing as I will never be able to use it on you again after this.

[He smiles.]

[endsjustified]

Do you like poking bears for the fun of it?

[he sounds openly mad now but also just. exasperated]

[strateelgic]

Yes, actually!

Though if it helps, the quest is for supplies for Aides. And you really are immune to that spell from me forever now.

[endsjustified]

[jesus christ. snorts aloud]

You’re all just like this, aren’t you.

Good. Please go.

[strateelgic]

[He merely smiles again and stands to leave.

There won't be any denial from him.]