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ɪʀᴏɴᴡᴏᴏᴅ ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ᴇsʜᴀɪ ([personal profile] ironwood) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2013-08-23 05:16 pm

Event | Sinbrilee | Bacchanal

Characters: Any and all!
Date: August 24 - 30th
Location: Sinbrilee
Situation: An ancient festival of an ancient city, all are welcome at the Bacchanal!
Warnings/Rating: Please label threads as appropriate.

Death and destruction cannot curtail the single most important festival celebrated by the denizens of Sinbrilee: The Bacchanal! The ghosts in and about the city have begun to gossip about high fashion and festivities, sending any that inquire to the Amphitheatre -- a grand, circular structure nestled in the west side of the city.

This structure bore the fall of Sinbrilee and the wear of time with dignity, having lost handfuls of archways and one long stretch of wall to crumbling decay. Despite this, it is obvious that the amphitheatre once hosted many a display and every more festivities than the mind can grasp. This was their solace and safety; here is where the people of Sinbrilee came to find the mind's escape from all that threatened them and their great turtle.

Ghosts have been busy throughout the week, clearing paths through debris and hanging great cloth banners of soft blues and greens to disguise the more blatant signs of its decline. Many hundreds of them shimmer and slid through the area, providing for tables upon tables of food, offering drink, and overseeing competition of sport and skill (some even denying death's non-corporeal curse to enter).

Here, well... Here is where the party begins!

Food & Drink | Music, Discussions, & Dancing | Wrestling & Competitions
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[personal profile] encephalicious 2013-11-10 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
Well. That certainly didn't make the top five of reactions he would have expected, but he wasn't really trying to read that deep into anyone's behavior here anyway. That was behind him, in another world, in another time, in another ocean.

Dorian's answer, though, was actually pretty sad, especially with how he laughed about it.

"Different place, different chances... Different life. Optimistically thinking," he starts, which wow, optimistically was a thing that just came out of his mouth, "it's sort of an opportunity. To start over."
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[personal profile] depicted 2013-11-10 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Still smiling, Dorian shakes his head. "Second chances are not that hard to come by, and people can start over as often as they like. But if they themselves, in their essential nature, do not change . . . Well, what good is a second chance if you're only repeating the first round?"

Steve asked him not to let his history bind him. But then, Steve left Dorian alone. What value did any of his words have?