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tushanshu_logs2013-08-09 07:08 pm
ironwood) wrote in tushanshu_logs2013-08-09 07:08 pm
Entry tags:
- post: npc,
- thread: billy costigan,
- † alcuin nó delaunay,
- † annabeth chase,
- † assorted characters,
- † balthazar,
- † billy kaplan,
- † bruce banner,
- † bryn zethir,
- † damian wayne,
- † dick grayson,
- † dick grayson (comics),
- † dinah lance,
- † dorian gray,
- † greed,
- † hayley stark,
- † jaime reyes,
- † jason bourne,
- † javert,
- † jean prouvaire,
- † john colby,
- † julie grigio,
- † korra,
- † kyle rayner,
- † lan fan,
- † leonard mccoy,
- † lin beifong,
- † mark grayson,
- † ororo munroe,
- † percy jackson,
- † piper mclean,
- † rebecca holiday,
- † rikki barnes,
- † rory willams,
- † shayera hol,
- † stiles stilinski,
- † temeraire,
- † wanda lehnsherr,
- † youko nakajima,
- † zelgadis greywords
Event | Landfall | Diving & Sinbrilee
Characters: Any and every!
Date: August 10th - 31, 2013
Location: The sunken city of Sinbrilee
Situation: Tu Vishan comes upon the oceanfloor, holding his own memorial to the fall of his sister turtle while those upon his shell may explore the ruined city.
Warnings/Rating: Please place content warnings in subject headers!
Sinbrilee | Dreaming | Death
Art by Rica.
The city is lit by a warm orange glow, there are thousands of lanterns lit and burning brightly to ward off the gathering dark. It was once a grand, thriving place, and it's obvious by the quality of the Greco-Roman architecture, the high sweeping columns of white marble, the beautifully paved roads. There are aqueducts throughout the city that look as if they could be put to use today. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the city's spent the last few hundred years underwater, it looks quite liveable. This city is entirely open to exploration, so feel free to send your character out to their heart's content. Remember, certain doorways will lead your characters into either Death or the Dreaming and these markings won't always be visible to them, so they should take care and be vigilant at all times!
Note: A separate post will be made for the events of the Bacchanal later in the month.
Headers:
> Keeliai | The Dive
> Sinbrilee | The Athenaeum
> Sinbrilee | The Agora
> Sinbrilee | The Baths
> Sinbrilee | Elsewhere
Date: August 10th - 31, 2013
Location: The sunken city of Sinbrilee
Situation: Tu Vishan comes upon the oceanfloor, holding his own memorial to the fall of his sister turtle while those upon his shell may explore the ruined city.
Warnings/Rating: Please place content warnings in subject headers!
Art by Rica.
The city is lit by a warm orange glow, there are thousands of lanterns lit and burning brightly to ward off the gathering dark. It was once a grand, thriving place, and it's obvious by the quality of the Greco-Roman architecture, the high sweeping columns of white marble, the beautifully paved roads. There are aqueducts throughout the city that look as if they could be put to use today. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the city's spent the last few hundred years underwater, it looks quite liveable. This city is entirely open to exploration, so feel free to send your character out to their heart's content. Remember, certain doorways will lead your characters into either Death or the Dreaming and these markings won't always be visible to them, so they should take care and be vigilant at all times!
Note: A separate post will be made for the events of the Bacchanal later in the month.
Headers:
> Keeliai | The Dive
> Sinbrilee | The Athenaeum
> Sinbrilee | The Agora
> Sinbrilee | The Baths
> Sinbrilee | Elsewhere
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That boy is the Antichrist.
And he revealed that fact intentionally.]
And what do you hope to gain by revealing your parentage?
[Dorian isn't bristly, exactly. He'd need more feeling for that. He's simply cold, untrusting, and not willing to put up with anyone else's bullshit.]
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You'd have found out eventually. It tends to...[He stops, trails off, thinks of the last time he tried to hide it and had it forcibly revealed. Thinks of how that ended.
And then it's gone and his eyes have gone dull and blank and icy cold. Don't think about it.] crash parties, if I pretend too long.
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What Dorian responds to isn't the look in Sei's eyes or the way he trails off. It's something else entirely: Sei's narrative logic.
I love you, Steve said. And then he disappeared.
Dorian sighs and brushes wet hair from his face.] Now I know, then.
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[He doesn't comment on the sigh, because it has nothing to do with him. It never does. Instead, he tilts his head to one side, and watches, impassive, for Dorian's answer.]
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[Dorian has a very pragmatic approach to supernatural horrors: if they aren't ending the world, he has no reason to drug their tea and let their fans tear them apart in a cannabalistic frenzy. If this son of Satan isn't going to kick off the apocalypse, Dorian's not going to even worry about stopping him.
Dorian knows more than enough how difficult it is for monsters to live in peace.]
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[His tone is sharp and bitter. He's tired of the question. He's tired of everything that comes with it. And god help him he is not taking lip from Dorian Motherfucking Grey.]
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Then I don't see what there is that needs to be done about it. [Dorian pulls his robe over his shoulders. The softness of the material barely registers.] There are far worse sins in the world than the one you've shared with me.
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[His tone has regained a sense of calmness, and with Dorian's back turned Sei touches the water, letting it frost and spread under his fingers only to melt in a rush of mist, cold and oddly comforting.]
There's no point in me getting involved.
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[He sinks back down into the bath and rolls over. His voice already sounds like he's falling asleep again, thick and rich with drowsiness.]
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