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sheep_game2024-04-14 08:11 pm
finalbows) wrote in sheep_game2024-04-14 08:11 pm
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hello (heart)gamers. im here w some special guest stars
WHO: all who dare enter angie's literal mind palace. it's OPEN HOUSE! no invites needed!
WHERE: in front of miku's salad (and yours)
WHEN: evening 73.
[ in the middle of running a perfectly innocuous miniquest, Angel Devil falls down.
His clothes have twisted away into bone-white rags, leaving a body covered over with only thick swathes of red fur, and downy feathers. His long tail is curled into a tense arc, banded fur standing on end.
The air wavers like he’s a heat mirage, not a man. He’s boiling away with absolutely stupid amounts of arcane power… and, most frighteningly, he does not seem in control of the fact that it is there and being brought to bear. It’s impossible to get any closer to him.
When he speaks, it’s quite timid. ]
Oh.
Oops.
...Thought I had... a little more time.
[ (and in a blinding flash of light, there is the sound of something breaking.) ]
WHERE: in front of miku's salad (and yours)
WHEN: evening 73.
[ in the middle of running a perfectly innocuous miniquest, Angel Devil falls down.
His clothes have twisted away into bone-white rags, leaving a body covered over with only thick swathes of red fur, and downy feathers. His long tail is curled into a tense arc, banded fur standing on end.
The air wavers like he’s a heat mirage, not a man. He’s boiling away with absolutely stupid amounts of arcane power… and, most frighteningly, he does not seem in control of the fact that it is there and being brought to bear. It’s impossible to get any closer to him.
When he speaks, it’s quite timid. ]
Oh.
Oops.
...Thought I had... a little more time.
[ (and in a blinding flash of light, there is the sound of something breaking.) ]
~KRRSHHK~
[any observers will see, strangely see-through and superimposed on the scene, some kind of vast tree, illusionary roots twisting over and around to frame a door. the door itself is wrought of opaque stained glass in blacks and whites and greys; a stylized rendition of Angie in that strangely ragged, feathered form, curled in on himself, eyes closed. Angie himself is nowhere to be seen. ]
instead, a shadow . . . steps into view from behind the door. for a moment it looks like nothing so much as a second genome – then it turns, gaining features and definition with the movement. The monkey tail separates into three plumes; a ponytail unfurls into wings that lift up from the sides of the head.
. . . well. This is the least I can do before I go, in exchange for the safe harbor.
[she lifts her head, nodding to any observers, and gestures at the door.]
You’ll want to head in there now if you don’t wish to lose your flockmate, I think. Even the false-death of this place won’t be much help to him, if his soul is left to finish pulling itself apart.
My sisters and I can maintain the way into and out of it for you, but we were not made to knit such wounds by ourselves. Have a care.
instead, a shadow . . . steps into view from behind the door. for a moment it looks like nothing so much as a second genome – then it turns, gaining features and definition with the movement. The monkey tail separates into three plumes; a ponytail unfurls into wings that lift up from the sides of the head.
Teleute(?) is here, dressed in her customary black, but there is colour in her skin, and her hair and eyes are blue. she’s frowning.]
. . . well. This is the least I can do before I go, in exchange for the safe harbor.
[she lifts her head, nodding to any observers, and gestures at the door.]
You’ll want to head in there now if you don’t wish to lose your flockmate, I think. Even the false-death of this place won’t be much help to him, if his soul is left to finish pulling itself apart.
My sisters and I can maintain the way into and out of it for you, but we were not made to knit such wounds by ourselves. Have a care.
Re: ONWARD
"Really. But then you have to prove it, too, or I'll get mad."
Re: ONWARD
What if I just kiss you instead? 'The Kiss of Life.' Surely you've heard of it.
Re: ONWARD
it's red. ]
"Seen Bluebells do it. Read it in stories. Thought about it.
Do you think you can believe hard enough in a story to get this mask off my face?"
[ i forgot to note it when i put angie in the scene but.
it's blue. got holes in it.
kinda looks like something rotting and collapsing in on itself.
Re: ONWARD
[ so like. can he manifest the Crystal of Origin here? he's read Angie's thoughts. felt his fear. his reverence. to Subito, the Crystal is just a story. but he can believe in it as easily as blinking. ]
Re: ONWARD
impassively, ]
"You have strange ideas of what a kiss is."
Re: ONWARD
[ kneels down and attempts to give the fallen Angel a soft kiss on the lips, while pressing the crystal against Angie's chest, in the spot where his heart should be. live, teammate. ]
1/2
2/2
the mask of eternity on his face cracks, and crumbles. ]
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See? Now you can be with it forever.
1/?
2/?
3/3
"Well. You crawled to the day of my death and shoved the life of everyone who's ever been into it. Either the world's going to end now or something in me is going to make it."
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If things seem impossible, cheat.
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Help me live through this so I can read that book.
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Think you can do that, O reader of minds? Or is it a little tougher, being directly in the thicket of one?"
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[ here comes the familiar telepathic knock. in the 'physical' soul-space, he holds out his hands, palms up. ]
Give me a pretty compass. A special one, like you.
1/2
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a pocket-watch orrery falls down into Subito's hand.
the orbs are color coded to... different emotions, the meaning of which subi can sense with a gentle telepathic inquiry. ]
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I told you. Just cheat.
[ mentally pokes at the purple orb. whatcha got? ]
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The planet "Superbia."
Pride, and Humility. ]
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pokes at each of the colors in turn 🙂 ]
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The planet "Luxuria."
Indulgence, and Sobriety.
The planet "Ira."
Wrath, and Patience.
The planet "Acedia."
Sloth, and Diligence.
The planet "Invidia."
Envy, and Kindness.
The planet "Fides."
Faith, and Delusion.
That one is pink :) ]
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Okay, little watch. Lead me there.
[ wherever "there" is. ]
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You follow the roots.
You never emerge back from the dense nest of the tree's near-lightless depths.
But you do start to see bulbs, and buds, waiting to sprout. It's to one of these-- densely twisted in on itself, hiding, underripe... that the compass leads you. ]
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