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wooliefrand) wrote2015-09-30 02:57 pm
wooliefrand) wrote2015-09-30 02:57 pm
Charonquest
WHO: Lily
WHERE: Lily Barn
WHEN: Early Day 36, post ritual!
[alright nerds lets go get your emotional support shepherd]
WHERE: Lily Barn
WHEN: Early Day 36, post ritual!
[alright nerds lets go get your emotional support shepherd]
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just letting everyone else deal with that while he chain smokes over here]
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HERE WE GO
Blossom will take the vial of tears they filled and dump them out. Seemingly nothing happens at first, but then Lilies begin to grow, sprouting a path, slowly leading out of the pasture, beyond the meadow, and into the mist.]
--!! I,it worked! We don't have much time, these will wither after a couple hours.
If you have any last minute preparations, now is the time!
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( he pulls off the bag over his shoulder, unrolling a cloth and taking out three vials. one is purple, one is yellow, and one is red. )
Miss Blossom, you said we'd need something pungent, so which one do you think is best?
( scents are: lemony rotting food blast, overcooked sulfuric overload, and spicy footstink stinger, respectively.
they are all absolutely terrible. )
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A while back, Charon asked me if I had any regrets about my collar turning white. We were just messing around and I didn't want to be cheesy about it, so I said I'd tell him later. And, honestly, I kind of thought that it went without saying. But it's good to say those kind of things out loud from time to time.
I wouldn't trade it for anything. None of us chose to be here in the pasture or be put in the Lily barn. But even if I got to pick, I wouldn't go anywhere else. I'd probably be fine if we were all just roommates, but—I like that we like each other. I like that we enjoy spending time together, and look out for each other, and work well together. I want to know more about your lives and the things you're passionate about. I want to look out for you, and I know you'll all look out for me.
[he takes a breath and only squirms a LITTLE, because this is embarrassing and he's dying inside]
Aides, you're one of the nicest people I've ever met. You're always willing to pick up a new project or talk to me about literally anything that pops into my head, and you're always fine hanging out with me. I feel like I learn something new every time I hang out with you, even if it's just video game lingo. I appreciate it every time you speak your mind, and I take it all to heart. You're a great housewarden, and a great person, and I can't wait to tell your family about alllllll of the cool stuff you've done here.
Styx, I've already told you this to your face, but I'm saying it again so that you don't forget it: you're one of the people here that I trust the most. I know you'll be honest with me or call me out if I'm doing something short-sighted. But it's also nice to spend time with you no matter what we're doing. Whether we're making breakfast or yelling at each other or shooting each other with stupid foam darts, it's nice. You're a good guy, and I'm going to make your world a better place for you.
Perci, you're amazing at everything you do. You're smart and crazy powerful and always manage to pull yourself together. But I like it when you're silly or sassy or mad, too. Out there, you can put on any mask that you want. In here, with us, I like knowing that you're not holding yourself back, even if it means getting into arguments from time to time. Maybe that's a stupid thing to worry about. But I know that there's a lot of stuff in your past that's hard to talk about, and it means a lot that you're willing to trust us with that. I know how much that trust means. I'll do my best to be worthy of that trust.
Ananke, you're a good person. You keep getting thrown into impossible situations at home and here, and you do the best that you can every time. You're kind and caring and never afraid to speak your mind. Even when things get tough, you don't let it weigh you down. That's not easy to keep up, and I really admire it. I want to do whatever I can to support you--not because I think you need it, but because I really want to. I want you to have more happy days than sad days. I want you to mess around with your friends more. I wish you get to live a boring, peaceful life with your family someday.
Chronos, your dedication to looking out for us is kind of overwhelming sometimes. But it also makes you incredibly reliable. I know you have our backs when we need it. I don't know if it's possible when things are always so crazy here, but I hope you can build a life and be more than a mercenary who is willing to follow orders. I want to see what you decide to do with your life from now on, even if it takes time to figure out.
Minuet, the dedication that you put into looking after everyone makes me envious. It makes me want to be a better person. I know you're not "part of Lily" or anything, but everything I said about Lily applies to you too. We wouldn't have agreed to share a kitchen with you if we didn't think we could trust you, after all. You're actually one of the nicest people that I know, and I like spending time with you. It's nice to be able to just mess around from time to time. And...thank you. For everything you've done for me.
[that's the best he can do and no he will not elaborate, the emotion being there is what counts]
You guys are amazing. This isn't our home forever, but it is our home right now. So...let's bring Charon home.
[congratulations you all get a x2 boost to all abilities and skills]
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oh.
right.
tossing some .45 honeysuckle bullets at Minuet]
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INTO THE MIST
Once everyone is properly buffed and Blossom now smells like rotting meat and Minuet is picked on and Lethe is tsundere, it's time to follow the lily trail into the mist.
Via baby leashes.
Blossom leads them, waddling over the pasture's fence (and by over i mean someone picks her up over it), through the meadow, and finally into the mist according to the trail. And if it's your first time, well. . .
Immediately upon entering, the mist engulfs you, wind howling all around and voices whispers at your ears. An oppressive air of dread hangs over your head, a crushing despair, a choking sense hopelessness, it all claws at you, and if not for your thin connection to Blossom at the moment? It would overwhelm you. Also, despite JUST entering, it's near impossible to tell which way is up or down. Ananke and Minuet can sense the way back to the meadow at least but everywhere else? They're nearly blind. Minuet may also note that when he had the antler shard, it dulled the feeling of the mist, mostly silenced the whispers. Here though, those voices ask you are you predator or prey? Are you lost? Aren't you tired of being tired, don't you just want to die?
Well, as long as they keep a hand on that harness/leash, the atmosphere won't get to them. Probably. It's difficult to see ANYTHING, but what they can make out, they'll see signs of barren land, dead forests, and animals scraping by for survival. Is that a cute little deer nibbling at the last remaining shrubs of a bush? Not any more, as a shadow wolf viciously mauls it, not out of hunger, but out of rage, as noted by the many other rotting corpses littering the mist.
BUT HEY FORGET THAT, WHAT ABOUT THOSE LILIES?? They wither even faster in this fog, but Blossom is doing her best to waddle after them as fast as her legs will carry her.]
W-whatever you all do, just, don't call attention to yourselves. We need to stay focused.
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SHADOW GAME END
The world unfreezes. But more importantly, a path of lilies blossoms from the earth, extending from the garden and beyond.
When their unfrozen, Blossom's body also writhes, as her soul returns to it, and she's unconscious. However, should they stay on the lilies, the mist doesn't seem to bother them.]
Aaah, what fun. Dear lilies. . .You are a very interesting lot. As well as your spiky friend there. Well!
You're free to go.
The priestess seems indisposed, so stay on the path of flowers, and it'll return you safely to your precious meadow. Venture off however, well. . .you're an intelligent bunch, yes?
I do hope we're able to chat again, Lily. Ta-ta.
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BACK AT THE BARN (MEADOW)
Blossom finally wakes up, looking around in a panic.]
??? You're all not dead? Y-you really did it then. . .wait!!
[she wriggles out of Aides arms, running over to Charon's statue. The mist seems restless, like it's about to creep forward more. She takes a deep breath, and puts a hoof on the statue.]
Gold Demon, hear my words! By your own hands metaphorical because you got blown up and don't have hands anymore, you have violated the contract we forged in blood. The unwilling sacrifice has been returned and will remain in this pasture free from your collection.
You spoke of interest, and now you will repay it in kind. The mist cleared from the value of this sheep shall remain as is.
Hear me, Gold One! Our contract is hence forth null and void!
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O-oh, he's coming back!
He is going to need you all a lot. So.
[goodbye she has sketchy shit to do]
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you are in a long, wide side hallway of what is clearly a rather elaborate, old-fashioned mansion. a wine-red carpet covers most of the hardwood floor. the right wall is lined with heavy dark wooden doors with burnished handles, only the nearest one ajar. a table by you also holds a silver vase of eight white lilies and seven bluebells, faintly glowing; you know on sight that one of those flowers belongs to you.
the left wall holds a bank of floor-to-ceiling windows. they've always been covered by curtains when people have come here before. those curtains are now pulled back. outside, far below, you see a strange view of a battlefield devoid of people -- empty armor and supply-wagons and ramparts, banners and standards abandoned and hanging limp, spears and arrows and other weapons stuck upright in the earth or scattered across the ground. all of it is a disquieting, dead shade of grey. over it all hangs a night sky with no moon, and with only one star, bright and too-large and blazing like an eye.
the shadows the starlight casts are stark, and while there are lamps down the length of the hall, they're currently out and shed no light. there is a door ahead of you, at the end of the hall.
(for the curious, there is also a 🔒 door behind you at the opposite end, but is that really a good idea...?)]
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eventually, you come out to what must be the great hall at the front of this family mansion. it's expansive, but much dimmer here than it was in the starting hall. your flowers continue to serve you well here, and some of the blazing starlight from outside comes in through the windows, but the many lamps and the whole-ass chandelier above are all dead. the oppressive tomblike feel persists despite how open this area is. you can make out the faint acrid smell of molten metal in the air.
the floor here is made of cloudy glass. you can make out an endless multitude of wings and feathers trapped beneath.
this is obviously something of a hub point, because you are clearly able to reach several other areas from here:
- the fancy twin stairwells ahead to the second floor lead up to what you automatically know are the 🔒 family chambers.
- there is a set of wide double doors across from them, that almost certainly lead 🔒 outside.
- a huge door in the east wall, you know, leads to the 🔒 ballroom.
- an equally huge though less fancy door in the west wall leads to the 🔒 library.
...however.
the footprints continue in this area. they're no longer a barefoot child's; they're tracks from Charon's boots, a faint smudgy trail that's printed grey ash across the floor. it leads behind one of the stairwells.]
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there's a stale quality to the air here that wasn't present in the rest of the house, like this area doesn't get used or cleaned out much.
in the light you carry, Charon's footprints show, a continued guide to lead you in. here they are outlined in blood, not ash.]
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