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fracturarpg2020-04-10 02:46 pm
fracturamods) wrote in fracturarpg2020-04-10 02:46 pm
Entry tags:
- ! intro,
- ! mingle,
- - the space,
- ash carbide,
- baren kumou,
- beauregard lionett,
- chuuya nakahara,
- elizabeth darling,
- futaba sakura,
- grimnir,
- hajime ichinose,
- hua cheng,
- hunter,
- iris amicitia,
- iris lana armelia,
- itaru chigasaki,
- izumi sena,
- jiang cheng,
- lan wangji,
- leo tsukinaga,
- liu qingge,
- okuni kumou,
- ookurikara,
- royce melborn,
- sasuke uchiha,
- senri nito,
- shen qingqiu,
- shigure,
- shinobu kocho,
- takaomi shishimaru,
- tsukasa suou,
- utsutsu miya,
- wei wuxian,
- wen ning,
- xie lian
[mingle] the space (april).
interim mingle
( WELCOME BACK, TRAVELERS. )
There's nothing but the clatter of train tracks, and the odd feeling of almost floating.
When you wake, it's hard to tell exactly what it is that you're missing - only that you are. There are pieces that aren't quite right, even if you're not sure where those pieces would normally be. Pieces of what, exactly....? Well, if you had to put a word to it, it would be - yourself, probably. Or did you get something back recently? In addition, characters will find that they've been allowed to bring back souvenirs from this most recent trip - trinkets, nothing violent, but items that can fit in your character's pockets, whether that be sentimental or otherwise.
The place you've found yourself in is strange, certainly. It's probably worth exploring a bit. For those who have been here a while, they might notice some expansions. Though it just as easily seems that the only form of welcome or explanation that you have, comes from nothing more than a slab of marble.
It might've changed since the last time you saw it. Today it reads:
You might have changed since the last time you saw yourself too - perhaps with a new emblem on your clothes, or a portrait on your skin. In addition to that, it seems like Home Base is on the fritz again…?
It seems that suddenly and at random, characters will be able to suddenly see visions of memories that aren't their own flash before their eyes. Pieces of your lives or where you were before this will suddenly slam into other's heads, as clearly as if they experienced the event and the feelings themselves. You might have an inkling of where your memory went and what it was - but you'll need to talk it out with that person in order to recollect it in all its strength back to yourself. Don't you want to keep those precious parts of yourself? It's best if you don't fall more to pieces while you're here. (Memories that have been lost in fragments cannot be sent to others - that's more fun for the future!)
There's no need to fret that much though. You've already gone through the ordeal once, and you might be able to see results from it. Or maybe you'll get a glimpse of where you're going next. Even so, it's best that you don't get too comfortable, because there is still the unshakeable feeling:
There's still much more ahead of you.
When you wake, it's hard to tell exactly what it is that you're missing - only that you are. There are pieces that aren't quite right, even if you're not sure where those pieces would normally be. Pieces of what, exactly....? Well, if you had to put a word to it, it would be - yourself, probably. Or did you get something back recently? In addition, characters will find that they've been allowed to bring back souvenirs from this most recent trip - trinkets, nothing violent, but items that can fit in your character's pockets, whether that be sentimental or otherwise.
The place you've found yourself in is strange, certainly. It's probably worth exploring a bit. For those who have been here a while, they might notice some expansions. Though it just as easily seems that the only form of welcome or explanation that you have, comes from nothing more than a slab of marble.
It might've changed since the last time you saw it. Today it reads:
(*´ω｀)o That wasn't so bad, was it?
Hey, you know how that old song goes?
Do you believe in magic? (☆▽☆) Do ya?
Hope you found what you were looking for!
You might have changed since the last time you saw yourself too - perhaps with a new emblem on your clothes, or a portrait on your skin. In addition to that, it seems like Home Base is on the fritz again…?
It seems that suddenly and at random, characters will be able to suddenly see visions of memories that aren't their own flash before their eyes. Pieces of your lives or where you were before this will suddenly slam into other's heads, as clearly as if they experienced the event and the feelings themselves. You might have an inkling of where your memory went and what it was - but you'll need to talk it out with that person in order to recollect it in all its strength back to yourself. Don't you want to keep those precious parts of yourself? It's best if you don't fall more to pieces while you're here. (Memories that have been lost in fragments cannot be sent to others - that's more fun for the future!)
There's no need to fret that much though. You've already gone through the ordeal once, and you might be able to see results from it. Or maybe you'll get a glimpse of where you're going next. Even so, it's best that you don't get too comfortable, because there is still the unshakeable feeling:
There's still much more ahead of you.
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I'm sure. It's just what was given to me is all.
[THERE IS NO EMO CORRELATION.]
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I'd hate to take all of it. Why don't we share? I don't think I could eat that whole thing anyway.
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[He can't believe he might have to compromise over a dessert.]
Did you just get here? I didn't see you last time.
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[Not having a spoon is an easily fixed problem, but if he doesn't like sweets to begin with, there isn't a point in forcing him to eat it. It's kinda sad though-whoever made this for him clearly put thought and effort into this ice cream creation.]
And yeah, guess I'm a newbie here. My name's Iris-what's yours?
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Sasuke. What were you doing before this? Were you in a game with gods where people had to die each week?
[He is the worst conversationalist, sorry.]
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Her hand pauses, the little spoonful of ice cream she had dripping off the edge of it.]
No. I mean, we had gods in our world-the Astrals, but it wasn't a game and no one died. It's just how it was.
[Niflheim is the one getting spicy around their own border-the gods don't have a thing to do with it.]
Why? Is that where you were before all this?
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So you were at home.
[It's not a question, but he poses it as if she's free to disagree and correct him.] Yeah, [to answer her question, though. He supposes he can try to be more amiable.]
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[He says Yeah so casually and she-
Well, this whole place is a trip.]
Did you arrive the same way?
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[There isn't any kind of question to it, but it's almost like one anyway. Maybe he's just testing the word on his tongue. He's never heard it before.]
No. I was somewhere else. A dimension where a bunch of us played a game for thirteen gods.
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Did you manage to escape here? What happened?
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[Great.]
The gods were arguing over who would be the leader, the one to create the new world they wanted. They couldn't decide, and they were divided. Six against six, with one being the mediator. Or so we thought.
We helped them pick the best winner so we could return home with a wish.
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[And a lot to ask of complete strangers as the gods killed them off. She can't imagine the struggle they went through.]
Did you get your wish?
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I changed it, at the end. But yeah. I got my wish.
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[Even if she doesn't know the guy, her words are sincere. A part of her wants to pry on what the wish is, but-
It doesn't seem like the time. Instead, she raises some of this dank ice cream to her mouth and-]
And since you don't like sweets, I'll take one celebratory bite for you.