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Entry tags:
- post: npc,
- thread: billy costigan,
- thread: midii une,
- thread: tim drake,
- thread: zatanna zatara,
- † amon,
- † annabeth chase,
- † arthur,
- † asbel lhant,
- † bruce banner,
- † bryn zethir,
- † bucky barnes,
- † charles xavier,
- † clara oswald,
- † clark kent,
- † damian wayne,
- † dick grayson,
- † dorian gray,
- † finnick odair,
- † frank zhang,
- † galatea,
- † hayley stark,
- † jack frost,
- † jaime reyes,
- † javert,
- † king richard,
- † korra,
- † kyle rayner,
- † leonardo (2003),
- † leonardo (2012),
- † lex luthor,
- † lord henry wotton,
- † marius pontmercy,
- † olivia dunham (alt),
- † percy jackson,
- † rachel dare,
- † raimei shimizu,
- † scott lang,
- † shayera hol,
- † the archive,
- † tobias matthews,
- † tony stark (mcu),
- † toph bei fong,
- † una persson,
- † vanessa cleveland
Event | Landfall | Dreaming
Characters: Any and every!
Date: August 10th - 31, 2013
Location: The realm of Dreaming as accessed via Sinbrilee
Situation: Dreaming is but one of the three realms and here characters are subject to their fanciful thoughts.
Warnings/Rating: Please place content warnings in subject headers!
Sinbrilee | Dreaming | Death
Life. Dreaming. Death. Three realms overlaid upon one another and yet each distinctly their own. They dwell in Life and do so live upon the back of the great turtle as those of Sinbrilee did upon the shell of his sister. However, there stand numerous arches of marble throughout the ruined city that are inlaid with runes beyond understanding. Those that live and breathe which step through those whose runes glow with faint, iridescent light tread instead into the realm of Dreaming.
Here, there exists no single defining characteristic beyond the visitor's imagination. The landscape sculpts to their individual thoughts, the events to their dreams. From a drab gray nothing to the most brilliant of displays, the senses perceive all that they wish to perceive for all that nothing here truly exists. This far from Tu Vishan, the ability to shape their surroundings is all they have, for Sinbrilee's Dreaming does not have the energy to sustain powers, only the bodies of those that dwell here.
Should two parties near, then the Mesh begins. Dreams, you see, not only can be shared, but they strive to be. These visions sculpted into reality reach out for one another and blend. They begin an exchange akin to a linking of the minds, within which one visitor can learn the other's deepest thoughts. Their limitation is but compatibility, for two minds that cannot flow upon the same current cannot hold the Mesh.
Happiness or loss, the landscape and events play out memories and fancies with a most convincing air. The mood rises and falls with the tide of the visitor's mind, detached as they are from the soothing influence of a great turtle's mind. Nothing here, however, is real; 'constructs' simply fade if taken through the archways and even the greatest scientific minds or tools will reveal nothing of its source. This is an ancient magic of an ancient realm, long practised in concealing itself from any prying.
Note: Due to the fluid and highly individual nature of Dreaming, no official subheaders will be provided in the comments of this post. Feel free to post and thread however you like, so long as the rules of Dreaming are adhered to.
Date: August 10th - 31, 2013
Location: The realm of Dreaming as accessed via Sinbrilee
Situation: Dreaming is but one of the three realms and here characters are subject to their fanciful thoughts.
Warnings/Rating: Please place content warnings in subject headers!
Life. Dreaming. Death. Three realms overlaid upon one another and yet each distinctly their own. They dwell in Life and do so live upon the back of the great turtle as those of Sinbrilee did upon the shell of his sister. However, there stand numerous arches of marble throughout the ruined city that are inlaid with runes beyond understanding. Those that live and breathe which step through those whose runes glow with faint, iridescent light tread instead into the realm of Dreaming.
Here, there exists no single defining characteristic beyond the visitor's imagination. The landscape sculpts to their individual thoughts, the events to their dreams. From a drab gray nothing to the most brilliant of displays, the senses perceive all that they wish to perceive for all that nothing here truly exists. This far from Tu Vishan, the ability to shape their surroundings is all they have, for Sinbrilee's Dreaming does not have the energy to sustain powers, only the bodies of those that dwell here.
Should two parties near, then the Mesh begins. Dreams, you see, not only can be shared, but they strive to be. These visions sculpted into reality reach out for one another and blend. They begin an exchange akin to a linking of the minds, within which one visitor can learn the other's deepest thoughts. Their limitation is but compatibility, for two minds that cannot flow upon the same current cannot hold the Mesh.
Happiness or loss, the landscape and events play out memories and fancies with a most convincing air. The mood rises and falls with the tide of the visitor's mind, detached as they are from the soothing influence of a great turtle's mind. Nothing here, however, is real; 'constructs' simply fade if taken through the archways and even the greatest scientific minds or tools will reveal nothing of its source. This is an ancient magic of an ancient realm, long practised in concealing itself from any prying.
Note: Due to the fluid and highly individual nature of Dreaming, no official subheaders will be provided in the comments of this post. Feel free to post and thread however you like, so long as the rules of Dreaming are adhered to.
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Yeah...when I arrived here, Lambda'd been with me for over six months, although he hasn't been awake more than a few of them.
[Lambda doesn't immediately speak, but glances back to Asbel, who flusters.]
...Sorry I didn't mention it...I wasn't really sure how to bring it up.
Without explaining what had happened before you became my host, that is?
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He was asleep when you were talking to me before?
[He looks at Asbel--the real Asbel--then at Lambda. It's clear he's putting things together, recalling that Asbel had mentioned something about a friend losing power.]
So what did happen? Who were those people?
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[The scenery shifts when Tony steps forward, all metal and test tubes and science, filled with humanoid dolls that stare with unblinking eyes, to the last one inside a tube, with brilliantly red eyes, trying to recover from the latest round of experiments.]
--Tch! What are you doing? You're too curious for your own good.
...You two...
[Asbel...sighs. A lot. Lambda looks increasingly irritated, to the point of being obviously tense.]
Those people? You're gonna have to be more specific.
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I thought I heard voices.
[No, he saw glimpses of people. Scientists, maybe, but Tony is trying not to come right out and admit that. He doesn't want to hit a wall with Lambda and end up pushed out of the dream somehow. Or, worse, end up making Asbel mad. As a compromise, he lets the scene go and turns his attention back to the two he's talking to, comparing them to each other.]
How did you end up together anyway?
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It's kind of a long story. The short version is, he was...angry at a lot of things that had happened to him and kind of tried to destroy the world, so I decided to take him with me, so he'd know the world wasn't all bad like that.
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Tried to destroy the world? But what did you do?
[The question goes to Lambda, who obviously doesn't want to talk about it. Too bad. He pulls out his serious face for potential world destruction.]
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[Lambda's tone is fairly flat, and he crosses arms over his chest to look at Tony. Asbel just...sighs into his hands.]
...He'd been hunted and hurt for a thousand years.
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But he gave up now? You aren't trying to destroy the world?
[He's impressed.]
What changed?
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[And to Asbel, it's simple as that, and he smiles. The hill seems to fade, into a vast expanse of shallow water, glowing with the soft light; Asbel's inner consciousness. In the distance, a great glowing power stands across from an image of Asbel; this is a memory Lambda doesn't block Tony from seeing.
Asbel holds a hand out to the power, but whatever he says doesn't come through, at first.
"...And if I refuse?"
"Then, I'll take your hand."]
No one else had ever believed in him.
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[He looks from Asbel to Lambda, trying to make sense of this. Then one of them shows him the memory and his eyes go to that. He's still frowning, watching the scene play out doubtfully, because since when has offering to be someone's friend ever stopped someone from wanting to destroy the world? It's never that easy.]
What are you, anyway? A dispossessed god or...?
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[Asbel looks back over to Tony.]
...It is that simple. Imagine if you had nothing, and no one believed in you...wouldn't it make all the difference if someone was still willing to?
[He pauses, and looks off into the distance.] If I had been alone like Lambda was...I might have turned out a lot like he did. It was only because I had friends like Richard and Sophie that I didn't. So I took Lambda with me. I wanted to show him...he didn't have to be lonely anymore.
...Well, it took him a little while to believe me about that, but he's never turned on me.
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[His answer is short because he's not comfortable with this question. With the potential outcomes they're starting to bring in.]
I believed in plenty of people where it never made a difference. If anything, it just made them worse. No offense.
[The last part is to Lambda himself, because he's not talking about Lambda per se. He's just taking in the plan and finding all of the potential holes in it. Just believing that a person can be better isn't insurance.]
It's not that I don't understand how people can be. And I'm glad you two managed to work things out, but... this is really your solution? What if something happens to you?
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[Not 'if', but 'when'. Asbel's more than aware of his own mortality.]
Tony, it'll be alright.
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[He does turn to Lambda after that. It's the kind of answer he wants from the source himself.]
What happens? What if someone tries to kill him?
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I didn't... mean it that way. [Yes, he did.] This is just a lot to take in. When you said you had a friend, I didn't think you meant a, uh, power entity.
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Hideous.
[Lambda--the purple-eyed Asbel Lambda--shifts and wavers until now, he's a small, white-haired doll with red eyes, staring up at Tony.
Nothing more than a child.]
Eventually, I guess we'll have to get him his own body. I won't live forever.
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I see what you mean.
[He sees, and he doesn't like it.]
You're really okay with this?
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...When he had taken over a monster, when his initial body was destroyed, people just attacked him, even when he didn't want to fight. They didn't know any better, I know, but still...
[Asbel is certain, though, that it'll be okay.] He won't be alone, though, even when I die. Sophie will be with him. It'll be alright.
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[He'd sound more dismayed by this if he weren't familiar with some strange things. Being Iron Man means seeing things he can't always explain or that don't readily make sense. And as unsettling as the concept is, he's not going to condemn Lambda for the way he's forced to live. Maybe they just hadn't been able to find a good solution yet. That is the responsibility of people like Tony himself.]
Is that what you want? For him to have a body that won't die?
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[Both Asbel and Lambda look at each other, before sighing in unison.] Sorry, that part I won't...talk about without that person's permission. But as for his body...Lambda will live forever. If he had a body of his own that would last as long as he will...I think it'd be okay.
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Forever is a long time. Would that really be okay? Even if you build a body, it'll eventually need replaced. Or repaired. I mean, it's possible, but...
[But lonely. He's not sure what to say, because it will probably come out wrong.]
But at least you're okay for now.
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...Sophie is...a little like him. She won't die, either. So long as the two of them are friends, they won't ever be alone...and she and Lambda both will always be a welcome part of the Lhant family, I'm certain of it.
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It sounds like you've got this all figured out.
[Tony doesn't believe in happy endings. Sometimes he acts like he does, and he'll defend them when it comes to fighting villains who want to take security away from people. But in the end he doesn't believe. He wants to. He just doesn't.
So his voice gets a little quieter when he says that. A little more detached. Still, he can't deny that it sounds nice. Like a dream.]
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[Asbel looks down, his expression clouding over.] My...father tried to teach me that, I think. I never really understood until after he died. So that's why, I have to make sure to work my hardest.
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