fracturarpg | [mingle] the space (april).

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( 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:

(*´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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Fufufu...though it may be difficult to believe, as I have taken the utmost precaution in disguising my true form...

[Grimnir strikes a dramatic pose, and suddenly there's a gust blowing in from somewhere?]

I am none other than the disciple to the Primarch of Wind himself...the winds themselves whisper of my deeds wherever they blow! For I am the Mad Cyclone, the Howling Tempest...GRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMNIR!

[He looks mighty pleased with himself as he stops his prattling, cape fluttering in the still-happening breeze.]

[ OH MY GOD, THIS GUY'S LITERALLY PUTTING UP AIRS!!! izumi shields himself from getting blown away with his hands, and when the gust clears up, his hair is all over the place and so is the kitchen. ]

What the-- Was that necessary?! I don't care if you're the progenitor of the freaking Oddballs, just clean this place up before I'll kick you out of here myself!!

[ what's a god to izumi sena, really ]

C...Come on! Y-You're the one who asked me who I am so...!

[But even so, he's already going to pick up some of the various scattered utensils on the floor.]

You're not even a little impressed?!

How can anyone not be impressed with that impromtu performance you just had?!

[ well, at least he's legit. it seems more realistic than switch's hokey form of magic, too. ]

Now, how about you use your magical gust for good instead of evil? You can start by cleaning up everything. Don't forget to wear an apron and gloves too.

[ he;s turning him into cinderalla. of course. ]

[Grimnir makes a few vaguely argumentative grumbles, but acquiesces. It is his fault for knocking everything over with his wind, after all...]

I-I would never use my power for evil...that this happened is merely an unforeseen circumstance...though I admit I should have been more careful unleashing my tremendous power in a new world!

[At least he's diligent in his efforts. It takes him a bit of time to get his apron and gloves on over his armor, which he refuses to take off, though...

...But soon, everything that fell or was blown to a different part of the room is back in its place.]

Child of man! I have finished what you asked of me! I did a pretty good job, right?

[He's pretty obviously fishing for praise even though it was his own reckless behavior that necessitated a cleanup in the first place.]

[ oh god, how do you deal with people who talk like that... wataru already put him in a box along with keito that one time, okay, he's only making grimnir do some housework so that he won't attack izumi with a typhoon again--

and it seemed to have worked, wow. izumi actually looks pretty impressed? ]

Huh, not bad. At least you can follow instruction.

[ as a reward, he's going to serve some leftover coconut shrimp curry he'd made for wei wuxian a while ago. at least it isn't as hot anymore since wwx's mouth is fucking indestructible... ]

Here.

[Another unearthly noise escapes him, this time one of sheer joy as he gives the curry a try.]

This is amazing! You're just a kid, right?! By mortal standards, I mean?! But you can already cook so well! Are you a genius or something?!

[IT'S REALLY GOOD OKAY]

What, no. Everything I've learned so far, I had to work my ass off for it. But I'm glad someone like you couldn't tell.

[ izumi doesn't have a genius complex, but... well, he's just an ordinary guy in the end, after all. not unlike their eccentric former king. ]

And do I really look like a child to you? I just graduated from high school, just so you know.

[ still a kid, though ]

Only kids go to school, though?

[Here, Izumi, have a headpat.]

Still, to complete your schooling while dutifully learning other things...mortals are such hard-working creatures! Good job!

[HE'S BEING REALLY SINCERE, HE'S NOT TALKING DOWN TO HIM, HE SWEARS]

I don't need you to tell me I'm doing a good job! I already know that!

[ HUFFS ]

Anyway, you're obviously not a mortal so I guess that makes you better than us now, huh? I think not. You can whip up a literal storm but not a simple meal? How pathetic.

I'm not pathetic! I—I can make chocolate!

[THAT'S IT, THAT'S ALL HE HAS, THAT'S HIS RETORT]

And? Is it any good?

Yes?! I—well, why did I want to learn how to make it, anyway...?

[Oops! He doesn't remember Danchou.]

...I-In any case! Know that my chocolate could move you to tears upon the first taste!

Ehh. You're that full of yourself, huh. Too bad I can't just eat sweets without wanting to end my life, so I guess your miserable life will be spared for now.

[ not that primals can be killed anyway but, ]

Eh...? Eh?! What?!

[IZUMI YOU CAN'T JUST SAY THINGS]

Don't even talk about that kind of thing! Your lives are already so short! I-I'll never give you anything sweet, okay?! I promise!

[LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID]

[mingle] the space (april).

of course im making him regret asking this question

idk what i expected

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