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tushanshu_logs2013-05-11 02:31 pm
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Entry tags:
- post: npc,
- thread: zatanna zatara,
- † amaterasu,
- † amelia wil tesla sailune,
- † amon,
- † annabeth chase,
- † arthur,
- † arthur curry,
- † bean,
- † damian wayne,
- † dick grayson,
- † dorian gray,
- † fenris,
- † finnick odair,
- † guy gardner,
- † haytham kenway,
- † jack frost,
- † jane shepard,
- † javert,
- † johanna mason,
- † kara zor-el,
- † katniss everdeen,
- † korra,
- † kyle rayner,
- † leo valdez,
- † leonardo (2012),
- † logan,
- † lord henry wotton,
- † marius pontmercy,
- † mark grayson,
- † mera,
- † percy jackson,
- † qilby,
- † raphael (2003),
- † reno,
- † rose tyler,
- † sabriel,
- † soranik natu,
- † temeraire,
- † terrance ward,
- † una persson,
- † vanessa cleveland,
- † zelgadis greywords
the dreaming [open]
Characters: Tu Vishan and you!
Date: May 11th
Location: All over Keeliai.
Situation: Tu Vishan is attempting to reach out to the foreigner population, with... mixed results?
Warnings/Rating: Should be pretty tame. Will update if this changes.
Notes: This log is set at night, and characters are technically encountering him in their 'dreams'. He may or may not be exerting some subtle supernatural influence to make characters fall asleep, so if your character doesn't require sleep feel free to say he's done something to them. Technically, every creature in Tu Vishan would be sleeping during his little foray, so the streets are uncharacteristically empty.
This is not a predominantly plot-driven log. Tu Vishan is reaching out to people and may surrender plot details if the right questions are asked, but this is mostly part of his ongoing effort to become acquainted with people and the thread direction may stick solely to slice of life, depending on how your character chooses to direct it.
A character's 'dreamscape' should be shaped by their subconscious mind, so feel free to go wild with whatever you'd like. This includes details of their location and what their dream!selves might look like. Tu Vishan will appear to the characters as a young boy, between fourteen and sixteen years of age, and anyone he visits will have extremely peaceful dreams. It's considered a gift and a blessing to have been visited thusly by Tu Vishan, and one can expect good fortune in their futures if they are visited. Characters may also not remember perfect details of these dreams in the morning, or remember them at all. That much is up to you.
[The night is calm and still and on this night, Tu Vishan wanders.
He does not often take a form not his own, but there is a growing sense of unease in his shape, in his body, that he cannot escape. He knows it. He has felt his brethren sicken thus, and die. So for a time, when he can, he escapes. Like smoke, like a ghost, a breath, he escapes and he wanders.
The city is sleeping when he does so. He likes the cities at night, though the dimly flickering light of his shell is...
(Sad, he thinks)
--Inevitable.
He passes from house to house, between buildings and shadows. He listens.
'Keeliai' means 'Finality'. It is an irony he has never sought to correct. Instead, he stops at doors, on rooftops, in the empty rooms of old houses, and he thinks of all the lives scattered here. Small enough to be insignificant to him, but hardly that. He cannot so much as feel the patter of their movement across his back, but he is aware of each of them as a tiny heartbeat, an audible echo of life and hope.
When he finds a receptive mind, he will sometimes reach out and touch it gently. A calm, gentle reassurance. If they wish to speak with him, he is there.]
Date: May 11th
Location: All over Keeliai.
Situation: Tu Vishan is attempting to reach out to the foreigner population, with... mixed results?
Warnings/Rating: Should be pretty tame. Will update if this changes.
Notes: This log is set at night, and characters are technically encountering him in their 'dreams'. He may or may not be exerting some subtle supernatural influence to make characters fall asleep, so if your character doesn't require sleep feel free to say he's done something to them. Technically, every creature in Tu Vishan would be sleeping during his little foray, so the streets are uncharacteristically empty.
This is not a predominantly plot-driven log. Tu Vishan is reaching out to people and may surrender plot details if the right questions are asked, but this is mostly part of his ongoing effort to become acquainted with people and the thread direction may stick solely to slice of life, depending on how your character chooses to direct it.
A character's 'dreamscape' should be shaped by their subconscious mind, so feel free to go wild with whatever you'd like. This includes details of their location and what their dream!selves might look like. Tu Vishan will appear to the characters as a young boy, between fourteen and sixteen years of age, and anyone he visits will have extremely peaceful dreams. It's considered a gift and a blessing to have been visited thusly by Tu Vishan, and one can expect good fortune in their futures if they are visited. Characters may also not remember perfect details of these dreams in the morning, or remember them at all. That much is up to you.
[The night is calm and still and on this night, Tu Vishan wanders.
He does not often take a form not his own, but there is a growing sense of unease in his shape, in his body, that he cannot escape. He knows it. He has felt his brethren sicken thus, and die. So for a time, when he can, he escapes. Like smoke, like a ghost, a breath, he escapes and he wanders.
The city is sleeping when he does so. He likes the cities at night, though the dimly flickering light of his shell is...
(Sad, he thinks)
--Inevitable.
He passes from house to house, between buildings and shadows. He listens.
'Keeliai' means 'Finality'. It is an irony he has never sought to correct. Instead, he stops at doors, on rooftops, in the empty rooms of old houses, and he thinks of all the lives scattered here. Small enough to be insignificant to him, but hardly that. He cannot so much as feel the patter of their movement across his back, but he is aware of each of them as a tiny heartbeat, an audible echo of life and hope.
When he finds a receptive mind, he will sometimes reach out and touch it gently. A calm, gentle reassurance. If they wish to speak with him, he is there.]
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I'm Korra. Are you new to the city?
[She puts her hands on her hips, unaware that she's dreaming, and inclines her head studying him. Trying to figure out what nation he was from.]
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[That's perhaps a private joke. He cants his head to one side.]
I am Asti.
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[After all, if Avatar Aang showed him respect, it was the least she could do.]
Well Asti you seem like an all right kid. [She looks directly into her eyes with that smile on her face. But it falters slightly. The creeping realization that she may be dreaming crawls along her conscious.]
The city hasn't been around that long. [The statement is more of an assurance to herself than anything. To keep her conscious anchored to the idea that the dream was reality.]
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[A mild observation.]
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[As her smile fades, all the lights in Republic City turn off in the distance.]
Am I dreaming?
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[A simple answer. He tucks his hands into the opposing sleeves of his homespun shirt.]
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It was nice while it lasted. I've gotta confess Asti, this the first time someone's talked to me in a dream about a dream. That's saying something since I've been having some weird dreams after using the Avatar State.
[Folding her arms over, her somewhat cocky and mischievous smile returns.]
So are you one of those people with powers that live on Tu Vishan?
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I do not live on Tu Vishan.
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TU VISHAN! [With that excitement, she goes to hug him. Ever since she learned that she was on the turtle as well his being ill she had been cramming her brain trying to think of a way to use her waterbending to heal him. Maybe during the next full moon?]
You don't look anything like I expected. Why are you here now? [She blinks trying to retain some of that spiritual comprehension.] What's wrong?
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Nothing is wrong that has not been wrong in the past. I merely wish... company.
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So is it true that you are sick? [She sits down cross legged on the stone floor that somehow is warm as the sunlight fades behind the horizon and stars begin to glimmer.]
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[He joins her there, mirroring her chosen position.]
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No. But you're over eight hundred years old, you can't die now! [She puts her hands on her knees and looks concernedly at the younger boy, reflecting on his veiled answer from earlier.]
If this has happened in the past, that means it's been stopped before, right? Is it anything we can do?
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I am older than the city.
[And then, he lifts one hand, palm-up.]
It has been... delayed. But not stopped.
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[She knows he means to calm her, but it's hard for a young girl who hasn't really gotten in touch with her spiritual aspect.]
What's causing you to die? [Old age has already been ruled out in her mind.]
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[As much as he can, anyway.]
It is an essence. A creature called Malicant. And take care when and where you say that name, it is not safe to utter.
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[Her smile fades into a frown of confusion, but she nods at his warning. The name alone sounded baneful.] An essence? Sounds like something on a spiritual level.
[She sighed. Why didn't she pick up all that stuff when she had a willing teacher?] So if we can remove this essence, then you'll be better... [She hopes.]
What happens to everyone if you die?
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[Like all the others.]
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Why has Malicant done this?
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[His smile is soft, gentle.]
There is no method to its actions. It simply does, and does, and does, until it tires of its own game and moves on.
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[used to being spoiled, cared for, and have everything go my way even if I have to force it.]
Is that what happened the last time Malicant did something like this? Delay it long enough before it just got bored?
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Yes.
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So we'll delay it for you and Malicant can just go kiss a scorpion-bee. [She gives a chortle as she puts his hand on hers.] Any pointers on that or is this kind of like one of those "Avatar" tests?
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[He looks up at the moon. It is a thing of beauty in any world, but he senses that it means something different here.]
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[The line of lights where Republic City was flickered briefly before turning back on completely. Giving the far off city a satisfied glance she turned her full attention back to him.]
So tell me Asti, can you still ride the water in this form?
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I can't help but barrage you with text, this is too fun. Sorry!
it's gorgeous /sparkles at
YOU'RE gorgeous. I was scared the event was over, YAY~
haha, nope, I was just in transit for a bit!
Glad you're back! Who's event idea was this? <3
it was a mutual collab with alex and myself. o/
+1 Feels Approval Vote /o/
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asdjfklasjfl <3