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shadow over dreamwidth [open post]
[This is an open post for Rune/Solomon/Ilhatar/Liam O'Rian/Freckled Garbage Monster. Here are some scenarios for you.
A. Baby It's Awful Down Where it's Wetter
A few seconds ago, you were doing...whatever it was you were doing, in the place you expected to be in. Now you are not. This is...it looks to be a basement or something, marble floors and glass walls (which makes it fucking freezing, by the way, I hope you have a coat). The light is very dim and sickly green; what's worse is that it flickers and dances and leers like a drunken, living thing. Also those glass walls? Aquarium walls. Some of the fish swim in and out of view, and they're all horrible deep-sea monstrosities, of course they are. There are little placards beneath the glass, listing all the awful, awful species.
Also, there's a young man, sitting on a sofa, the only furniture in the room, reading a book. In this light? He'll ruin his eyes.
B. A Little Bit Of Gardening Never Hurt Anyone (We Cared About)
As a contrast, this is a garden. It's a beautiful garden! It's peaceful, and in full bloom, and the sun's shining in through the glass. Ignore things like the skull-shaped pots for some of the smaller plants, and the fact that every single flower in here is poisonous or has thorns or both. Also, there's a freckled...person with a giant floppy sunhat staring at you. All his hair, poking out from under the hat, is also staring at you.
They would like to know why you're in their garden?
C. STOP SUMMONING FOREIGNERS GODDAMMIT
Like. Whatever Holy Grail War this is, however completely fucked the greater grail is this time, a summoning circle probably shouldn't vomit black ooze and your command seals just turned bright green and all the shadows have eyes. Have we learned nothing from the Einsenbergs? Have we learned nothing from Chaldea?
Anyway the shadowy mess coming out of the circle seems to have turned to regard you, what do.
D. Make up your own prompt, live freely, I'm not your Dad
A. Baby It's Awful Down Where it's Wetter
A few seconds ago, you were doing...whatever it was you were doing, in the place you expected to be in. Now you are not. This is...it looks to be a basement or something, marble floors and glass walls (which makes it fucking freezing, by the way, I hope you have a coat). The light is very dim and sickly green; what's worse is that it flickers and dances and leers like a drunken, living thing. Also those glass walls? Aquarium walls. Some of the fish swim in and out of view, and they're all horrible deep-sea monstrosities, of course they are. There are little placards beneath the glass, listing all the awful, awful species.
Also, there's a young man, sitting on a sofa, the only furniture in the room, reading a book. In this light? He'll ruin his eyes.
B. A Little Bit Of Gardening Never Hurt Anyone (We Cared About)
As a contrast, this is a garden. It's a beautiful garden! It's peaceful, and in full bloom, and the sun's shining in through the glass. Ignore things like the skull-shaped pots for some of the smaller plants, and the fact that every single flower in here is poisonous or has thorns or both. Also, there's a freckled...person with a giant floppy sunhat staring at you. All his hair, poking out from under the hat, is also staring at you.
They would like to know why you're in their garden?
C. STOP SUMMONING FOREIGNERS GODDAMMIT
Like. Whatever Holy Grail War this is, however completely fucked the greater grail is this time, a summoning circle probably shouldn't vomit black ooze and your command seals just turned bright green and all the shadows have eyes. Have we learned nothing from the Einsenbergs? Have we learned nothing from Chaldea?
Anyway the shadowy mess coming out of the circle seems to have turned to regard you, what do.
D. Make up your own prompt, live freely, I'm not your Dad
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the two things they ping for: descended from their setting's goddess of the sun and carrying divine mantle of authority as her avatar at the time of their death. also they're absolutely loaded with corruption, since they're on Sakura.]
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You shouldn't stand so close. They've developed a taste for divinity.
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[turning a page.]
How'd you get in here, anyway? I usually have wards up against dead people.
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Oh, no, this place is a cage like that. And I'll need something from you before I send you back to the Forest.
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Blood is gross. It gets tacky, and doesn't taste good...I'm no vampire.
[He considers this, for a moment or two, and hums.]
The outer layer of your robe. One layer of protection, physically and metaphorically.
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