[mingle] the space (april).

[fracturamods]

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:

(*´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.

Comments

[disreguarded]

[ she shrugs. ]

I don't know, I feel like we're already in danger. I'll do the best I can to help, but all the people I've talked to here? They're pretty on top of their shit.

Except for maybe like one or two, but that's fine, that's what I'm here for. We're just gonna have to hope there's a solution eventually.

[wisterin]

[ Who has she talked to here that's on top of things...? That gets Beau a curious tilt of a head, but Shinobu won't voice that question.

Because it's more like just one or two than except for one or two for Shinobu. ]

I would say recollecting all that you've lost would be a way to leave this place, but I'm afraid I can't say that's a guarantee either. I hope we can work well together, Miss Beauregard.

[disreguarded]

[ look, wei wuxian seemed competent to beau and so did wen ning, and she knows hunter is - sometimes the braincell, okay. they can defend themselves!! ]

I think we will. [ beau says, offering a bit of a smile. ] You seem like a smart lady, I'm the fucking muscle - we got this.

I really do wish I could remember the shit I'm missing, though. Feels like I'm fine.

[wisterin]

I'm sure there is more to you than just that. Please don't sell yourself short.

[ Please. Shinobu wants brain and muscle from people. Both are ideal. ]

It's not always memories.

[ She reaches up to touch her butterfly hairpiece. ]

[disreguarded]

[ beau tries to have brains and like eighty percent of the time she succeeds, but the other twenty percent she sticks her hands in dead, spider-infested horses. go big or go home. ]

Really? [ she glances at the hairpiece. ] Did you lose that and get it back? That - means it's like, part of your soul, right?

[wisterin]

[ Eighty percent of the time is better than zero. Just don't tell Shinobu about the spider horse. ]

Yes. Everyone I consider family has a similar hairpiece. [ There's fondness and a faint sense of yearning. She misses the girls she hasn't seen in months. ] My last name means butterfly.

[disreguarded]

[ it is now my goal for shinobu to find out about the spider horse ]

Shit, does it really? That's - really cool, actually. [ butterfly, for a girl that looks sweet like one. beau suspects there's far more to her than just that, figures she's not imagining the hint of danger. ]

You mentioned supernatural healing earlier - do you and your family live in a world with magic? [ she's just very curious, honestly. ]

[wisterin]

[ closes my eyes

Her smile becomes something more perfunctory than anything else. ]

I wouldn't call it magic. [ That's not quite right. ] I don't want to call it that. There are demons in my world, and they heal at an accelerated rate. The rate that they adapt and evolve is a little unfair.

[ She hates it! But she sounds like she's commenting on the weather. ]

[disreguarded]

[ oh!! she's super interested in this, though. ]

Demons? [ she leans forward. ] Like Abyssal Plane demons, or something different?

[wisterin]

[ She tilts her head. ]

I'm afraid I don't know what makes an Abyssal Plane demon differ from any other demon. Mine is of the human-eating variety.

[disreguarded]

Oh, gross. [ frown. ] I don't think ours eat people. Could be wrong, though.

I've only ever met one good demon, and I don't know if he counts.

[wisterin]

My, what a coincidence. I only know one good demon, too.

[ Well. It's a little more complicated than that, but that's still an honest answer. ]

She's never eaten anyone.

[disreguarded]

[ a beat, and then beau sort of laughs. ]

Yeah, neither has Mammon, as far as I know. What's your girl like?

[wisterin]

Nezuko's doing her best to return to her brother.

[ That's the best way to put it without saying too much. ]

[disreguarded]

[ there's a pause, and then: ]

Man, why does that name sound so familiar?

[wisterin]

[ She tilts her head. ]

It's not an uncommon name.

[ But it's not the most common either. ]

[disreguarded]

It is where I come from. And the only other place I've been is the house, so I must've... heard it there, somehow?

[ she rubs at her face. ] Fuck. That's gonna bother me.